My sweet Dreamwalker
Won’t you help me find my light? My sweet dreamwalker. I’ve lost it on my journey between two worlds, my sweet dreamwalker.
In the event of drying rivers; leave it be, another passenger would come and find it in a good state of use, then leave it drying out – your powers wasted.
In the event of a curse on the miserly; leave it be, the curse will be placed and set on his children if your help is perceived, my sweet dreamwalker.
In the event of despair; leave it be, the solution might just be two miles away yet walking is another problem conceived.
In the event of war brewing in a time of peace; leave it be, for the bargains of peace requires the blood of the innocent spilled on...