We took a flight to a tropical island a couple of days ago. Using the latest technology our rocket took just thirty minutes to get there. We then went through a rain forest to find a magic pool with lovely fresh cool mountain water flowing into it and surrounded by stones carved by an ancient race of giants and used as their pillows and chairs.
There was no-one else there apart from some sylvan river goddesses who appeared from below the blue pool. They advised us to keep the place secret otherwise we would be torn apart by savage hounds that would protect the nymphs against unaccepted humanoids who violated the sacred purity of their arcane playground.
Now believe this or not as you like. But we all have our dreams and that morning our dream became a reality, albeit a surreptitious one….
PS we were home for lunch and the hounds didn’t touch us!