Beyond the world's highest peak, where the air thins and stars wink like a million playful eyes, lies the spirit realm – the inside of the sky. Here, light particles shimmer and sigh, catching their breath after their tireless races across the cosmos. They bounce off seamless clouds, their laughter echoing like wind chimes as they recharge for their next grand adventure. Hidden like secrets whispered in a seashell, rain slumbers within the sky. These are no ordinary raindrops, mind you, but tiny tear-shaped dreams waiting patiently for the clouds, their fluffy guardians, to unleash them upon the world. When a playful light particle bumps into a slumbering teardrop, a symphony of colours erupts. They paint the canvas of the sky – vibrant purples of hope, fiery oranges of courage, calming blues of serenity – each hue a reflection of the emotions shared in this dance between light and rain. But the sky holds more than whimsical games. Deeper within, guarded by swirling auroras that pa...