A pale sun filters through the high branches of a teak forest near Mandalay, where mist clings to the trunks like breath held too long. The gentle fingerpicked guitar of calm-relaxing-guitar-chord-reverb-floyd drifts in, its echoes softened as if wrapped in gauze, while the harp and clarinet of celtic-positive-intro-harp-clarinet-fairy-tale rise like incense from a hidden altar. Beneath it all, ethnic-cinematic-loop-dune-92bpm hums with a warm, earthy pulse, grounding the dream. This is the soun