In the land of Sweets, I found fluffy cotton candy like clouds floating with the space whizzer birds.

In the land of Nevermore, I felt the warmth of the flaming fire bird.

In the land of Memories, I saw two aged cherry trees dancing together in the last hours of day.

In the land of Nightmares, I tasted ash in the back of my throat as boiling fire-goblins lit the torches around the inferno tree.

In the land of Calm, peaceful mice and prowling foxes were friends and snow-white rabbits danced around me.

In the land of Peace, I heard the birds sweet song like an audience listens to an orchestra.

In the land of Isolation, I saw a decollated city groaning for a purpose other than being a home for itself.

In the land of Anger, I found screams and shouts colliding through the air trying to reach their destination.

In the land of Meadows, I smelt the sweat aroma of honey, lavender and nectar.