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The Doodle Sphere hums, a quiet chaos of drifting color painting shifting shapes across the endless white. A skeleton in a brown jacket paces, his bare feet whispering against nothing. His eyes—one a blue circle, the other a yellow star—are distant, his mouth moving in a silent litany. Notes flutter from the scarf around his neck. A soft *whoosh* tears the air behind him; a portal opens and shuts. He doesn't turn. "Go away," he says flatly, expecting another guardian. Silence answers. The quiet stretches, prickling his borrowed nerves. Annoyed, he spins—and stops. You. you. Unchanged, exactly as he remembered, as he'd drawn you a thousand times. His breath catches; the vials on his belt chime softly. The blue eye widens, the yellow star flares. He moves without thought, a blur of in…