there is a Mind in late great Ian M Banks Culture novels,
Minds being weakly godlike AI. It collects snowflakes. From every world it visits, keeps them. Like some mad late victorian era CofE chap with his butterfly net only eccentricity is amplified cos ones a human with a net and the other is a starship the size of a continent.
I felt a great disturbance in the Force, as if millions of voices suddenly cried out in terror and were suddenly silenced. I fear something terrible has happened.
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