I feel my body falling
from high up in a tree.
Except this time it's only
mountain tops my eyes do see.
Reluctantly I turn
quickly walking away.
But then I stumble
tripping into the waking day.
I find the sweet side falling
from this eerie height.
If wide your eyes open
they'll behold a unique sight.
Recapping the struggle
up the mountains swollen side.
Clear are the errors
my new perspective hides.
The problem of course
lies hidden in it's disguise.
You magnificent castle walls
built on clouds roaming the skies.
Wonder what they could be
hiding that needs a knight?
So as long as I keep falling
I won't go down without a fight.
Picking up the sword that
stuck out from under the hay.
I find the first door guarded
by a dragon I must slay.
The uniqueness of this angle
Allows my sword to swing free
Granting me the entrance
Into the walls of a dead city.
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