Your world works inside of mine.
Or, is it mine inside of yours?
While mine keeps records, crosses off to-dos and timelines tasks, yours creates.
More & more I find that I'm the lucky one to inhabit your planet.
A few treads down a wooden hallway leaves me quite certain of my place.
It is here an older, well versed in pretend, reigns.
- His plots perfectly planned; his battle moves, flawless.
- Attention to detail is mandatory.
- Interchanging chapters devoured by curious eyes with armageddon in the final demise of the dark force, you rule.