Here, ghosts are neither wailing vengeful spirits nor cold phantoms. They dwell in “Resting Isle,” a dreamlike city beneath an eternal night, woven from shimmering memories and threads of emotion. There is no sunlight, but countless gentle, peculiar sources of light; no worldly turmoil, only the peaceful calm and quiet happiness that come with letting go. In this place, the dead continue in a pure spiritual form, living out a tranquil and wondrous eternity beyond life and death.
