Under the radiant sun, Idoris emerges, a city crisscrossed by a multitude of rivers—some winding like serpents, others forming perfect circles, a few even assuming the geometrical shape of triangles. They flow between buildings, tucked into walls, and serve as cherished symbols in homes, adored by children and pets alike.

In every household of Idoris, a connection to these rivers endures. When bathed in daylight, these waterways glitter and gleam so profoundly that they bewilder the senses. Vision blurs, sounds fade, and one may succumb to dizziness, eventually losing consciousness.

The locals of Idoris often jest with outsiders, playfully accusing them of lacking the resilience to appreciate the city's unique beauty, risk having their imaginative faculties wither over time. To outsiders, Idoris appears somewhat eccentric and obsessed with her own reflection, even perpetually deceiving herself...

Within these rivers, numerous ordinary silhouettes come to life—sometimes intertwining like fates, occasionally breaking apart, and at times overlapping like enigmatic dreams that have broken free from the bounds of reality. Here, in the watery sanctuary, reality transforms into an ever-changing world.

Amidst the interplay of lustrous light and ethereal shadow, where humanity meets nature, these scenes are frozen in time. A smile, the carefree play of children, a joyous pursuit—each tableau becomes timeless, a captured moment in existence.

Indeed, this, perhaps, is the most authentic essence of Idoris.