Being lost is underrated. Overblown: devastating? But you've not seen what I've seen: a world that I could not have known, had the signs not been overgrown. And had I not ventured beyond boundary lines, and tried my very best to find some ancient item - long lost to time. Stumbling, weary, but wanting more; I wandered, knocking door-to-door. But none could tell me where I was, because they couldn't see me from above. All they knew was that I was "here," and so, it was as I had feared. Because I'd left to get away from here, in search of some magic where -- an unknown "there," far from here.