As the last rays of sunlight capture the moment, a true dream comes to life. A dream, resembling a soft, ethereal smile, hangs suspended in the sky. It is a full-resolution, resembling a dream at the feet of something. But, in this moment, it is a dream that will never come true. This is a dream, a dream that defies gravity, never to come true. Butterflies flutter around her, their wings creating a perfect image in perfect contrast. Among them, a full body image, complete with every stroke of orange and red, floats peacefully on the surface. The image is still, but, now, a stunning representation of this ethereal dream. And as the sun begins to dip below the horizon, a world beyond the horizon is broken by the beauty of its beauty. This is a dream, where time itself has gone, and the dream is a fusion of the past and the future.