Worlds falling through turmoil

At the stroke of a pen

All those in pain

Are saved

My father and I

Coursing through different worlds

Back and forth in time

Only puzzles remain

By the power of a book, I can travel to so many places

My home and the Ages my father created

Ne'er to stop and Ne'er to go on

Life never ends

But I am torn between a real life

One outside of this

Real world things call to me during the day

But at night, I get to see my second family.


Journey with me

So that you can see

What I do when I dream at night.