A different point of view

My eyes adapt.

As I descent the long stairs,

I notice there are some creatures down below,

They are insignificant, their minds a mere snack, nothing else.

Maybe I should take a nap, when I am refreshed, they will taste better.

I set the alarm, when the time comes, it will go off and I will resume my travels,

I know my love awaits... We shall meet again.

And I drift off...
And the dreams I dream start coming true...