Here, in this delicate balance of nature and myth, the story unfolds—a story told in the rustle of the leaves, the call of the cranes, and the silent steps of the tigers beneath the bamboo. What tales do these lands hold? What destinies intertwine within the shadow of the mountains?   

As the first light of dawn breaks, the sun’s rays scatter across the horizon, weaving through the lattice of dotwork clouds. The air is crisp, carrying with it the scent of jasmine and pine. Over the sprawling terrain—undulating lakes, emerald mountains, and towering pines—cranes glide, their long wings slicing the air with elegance, each movement an ancient dance that echoes through time…Dream Catcher.