An infinite life, enclosed in ink, pages and earthly mist
A world Full of life yet not a single soul alive
Own the power to nurture weary folks
Weaving inspiring tales, ignites hope and escorts

Among the pages an exquisite universe exists
A beautiful fantasy, a yearning dream, a vision no one has ever seen
It only can be felt and glimpsed by daydream

A vast life within a mere collection of pages
Inside every book, a new adventure awaits
Each step is a risk to take, when ground shakes, demons awake
A flight to wonderland, a respite for dreamers to escape and flee

A world of friction, where trees can talk and see
Where rare creatures live, unable to seize
A land where horses can flee, beyond the sea
Where Fruits can be poisoned, hidden in their keep
Where fairy tales do exist and sways with glee

Where a wolf has different attires and allures of mystery
Where time can be...