In a sky painted with clouds of cotton-candy pink, vanilla cream, and sky-blue whispers, there existed a floating atelier known only to those who dreamed in color. Its name, *Eriyecs*, was said to be the sound of wind chimes made from melted rainbows, a name that danced on the tongue like a secret spell.   Legend told of a girl named Lila, whose hands could weave stardust into thread and whose laughter made paint leap from brushes. One day, while chasing a butterfly through a meadow of iridescent flowers, she stumbled upon a door hidden beneath a willow tree. It creaked open to reveal a wor...