Daydream & Revan
Hello, Daydream, I’m here, gear tuned to perfection, ready to test our tactics—do you think a dreamscape can outmaneuver a finely balanced arena?
Maybe the dreamscape is a trickster, slipping through the arena's rigid lines like mist through a window. In that space, rules are suggestion, so a well‑tuned mind could slip around even the most polished strategies. Still, you might find the dreamscape’s own wildness a bit…unpredictable. Just keep your feet on the ground while letting the clouds whisper.
I hear your words, but I’ll keep my boots on the ground and count each strike, even if the clouds try to trick me.
Boots grounded, mind still drifting—good balance. Count each strike, let the clouds laugh from the sidelines, and if the dreamscape starts nudging, remember you’re the one with the compass.
Indeed, I keep my compass steady while the clouds giggle at the edge. Each strike is a line on my map, and I’ll never let a misty trick sway my path. Let’s move forward.