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Worlds #265
Every Worlds image is built from traits that describe a plausible planetary system: planet class, atmosphere, surface character, ring structure, moon configuration, lighting and stellar environment. The resulting compositions feel like telescope captures from another galaxy — detailed yet quiet portraits of worlds we will never visit, but can still contemplate.

Token information
- Collection
- Worlds
- Token ID
- #265
- Planet Class
- Temperate Ocean World
- Atmosphere
- Hazy Upper Atmosphere
- Surface or Cloud Character
- Soft Continental Shapes
- Rings
- Thin Dust Ring
- Moons
- No Moons Visible
- Lighting
- Half-Lit Terminator View
- Background
- Subtle Dust Cloud
- Energy State
- Gentle Atmospheric Motion
- Rarity
- Common
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