Mystic dreamer wandering in evergreen meadows near burning amber under an azure moon.
You crossed the rainbow to the realm of dreams where asphodels blossom below orange stars and a white sun.
The treachery of this world cannot harm you as the vision becomes a reality.
Riding
the silver chariots into skies of aureate bliss, you've conquered the
blackened shadows of dusk and thorns of the wildflower.
Free to journey to lands bathed in roseate light.
Fulfillment achieved.
An ecstasy like that of a supernova at dawn.
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