Beyond the maps, where legends dwell, I ventured into the unknown.

The idea I imply is not concrete.

The thoughts I have are not complete.

A daydream is not what it seems.

A dreamscape is inevitable fate.

Too fake or too real?

For your sake, ideal?

When does it begin, where does it stop?

In the end, are you a dreamscape prop?

First is the trouble that will seem subtle.

Second is the dreamscape scraping your so called honor and faith.

Third is a train wreck.

Fourth is an imaginary speck.

Fifth is the last but the dreamscape will keep a going-in-circles train on the track.

Board the train, come on, come all.

Be ready for the call of the oncoming fall.

Be ready to face the bold, for the dreamscape is an uncertain double edged sword.