To our left is the Mountains of Brokenhearted Lovers-all those tender moments, never to be lived
On our right we have the Shining Hill of Power and Magic- fliers to be grounded forever, shapeshifters to have only one form, mages to lose their powers instantly
Ahead of us is the Peak of Youth-inaccessible by all, full of regrets and yesterdays
Behind us is the Palace of Lost Hopes-it's rather large, isn't it? It's where all the fragmented dreams, corrupted by the darkness of jealousy, realization, and hatred are sorted
If we take a few million steps forward, the Endless Pool of Power emerges-unreachable by most who try
Across that wide, thousand mile river is the Kingdom of Granted Dreams-a terrible place who we are battling against
Soon, it will fall, and we can store the dreams of reincarnating lost friends, family, and pets. We have so many, even our infinite land is running out of space!
It would be nice to journey there sometime
It's nice there-being in the Oasis of Happiness, surrounded by the Gentle Hills of Courage and Support
It's always a sunny day there-here, it's always a moonless night
Over there, reality doesn't grind down dreams and wishes-it feeds them instead
But, alas, this is the Kingdom of Crushed Dreams
The Kingdom also known as Reality
