As the sun begins to dip below the horizon, a serene scene unfolds before us. In the shadows of the desolate landscape, a radiant dream begins to take shape. In the middle of the canvas, a young girl with long brown hair and golden hair falls softly, her eyes locked on the horizon. She is a surreal dream that will never come true, but small multicolored birds of all shapes and sizes flutter around her, their feathers blending into the stillness of the sun. The pages of her dream are filled with the essence of their dream worlds, their wings beating softly, and the sound of bouncing echoes through the dream. It's a dream, no ordinary dream - one that will never come true.