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Worlds #50
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
- #50
- Planet Class
- Arid Desert Planet
- Atmosphere
- Thin Clear Air
- Surface or Cloud Character
- Soft Continental Shapes
- Rings
- No Rings
- Moons
- No Moons Visible
- Lighting
- Soft Single Star Light
- Background
- Deep Black Space
- Energy State
- Gentle Atmospheric Motion
- Rarity
- Common
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