Rumbles of Consciousness

Fantasy I go to talk to Daydream,Saying like,Fantasy is that I got a gift-word,Then I went to thine world,The daydreaming mystic. Fantasy My high one, I heard your power is unimaginable,Fathom, such formal to rule such a power,But ye heard I am Daydream’s servant.Well, excuse me, Provoke approached me,Who was fearless with his words.He wasContinue reading “Rumbles of Consciousness”