As the sky darkens, a dream comes to life, revealing a wry and ethereal quality. In its midst, a perfect dream comes to life, resembling a sweet dream. The dream is alive with color, as if alive, and the trees in it fall silently. In its midst, a dreamscape comes to life, that is full, pure gold, and the sky is painted in a soft orange and pink hue. The dream is fully fleshed out, that is a complete representation of a true dream, that will never come true, and the butterflies flutter around her, all over it bursting with a magical aura. The scene is filled with a smile, a feeling of peace and harmony, reminiscent of the fading light of the summer, and the soft hues of the sky in shades of purple and pink.