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You know those times when the light hits the trees at just the right angle and the breeze is blowing at just the right velocity and the music just fits your mood and suddenly everything doesn't seem so overwhelming and all those fairy tales Disney fed you suddenly seem so close that you could just reach out and grab them and it doesn't matter that she's been asleep for 1000 years or that you're an immortal child and she's just some random Briton named Wendy and with a little fairy dust and happy thoughts the whole thing will fly?  Those moments are so much more crushing in retrospect.