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As the sun drifts low, a quiet harbor holds its breath. Boats rest gently on glassy water, their reflections stretching into gold and blue. The village stands warm and watchful along the shore, as if guarding this moment of calm between day and night. This dream feels like arrival—a pause where nothing asks to be rushed, and everything is exactly where it belongs.