A shimmering portal beckons, its light casting whispers of another world.
Crossing through, we are weightless, drawn together by invisible threads.
Time bends. The world fades. A veil of light parts in this quiet realm.
We journey into the unknown.
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Halcyon Collection
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a happy and peaceful time in the past that is remembered as being better than today
the halcyon days of youth