Tell me about a dream involving ethereal encounters.
In the dream, I found myself in a vast, luminescent forest where trees were made of crystalline light. As I walked, shadows danced and twisted around me, taking on phantom forms. These ethereal beings, half-shadow, half-light, floated gently through the air, leaving trails of sparkling dust. We communicated without words, their whispers like the rustling of leaves in a gentle breeze. They showed me landscapes that seemed to shift with every blink—a twisting maze one moment and an endless sky full of twilight echoes the next.