All that we perceive
Is that which we believe
If nothing can deceive
where reality is a thin veil over magic
where the clouds of dreamstorm reign
where the soul can drink of the cup of life
what paths do you want to see?
The Dreamtree stands opposite the dimension-warp, aweing all who step through the portal. Leaves in all the pure hues imaginable burst forth from its wooden limbs, flooding the entrance with pure white light. Two paths go north, one on each side of a ravine, and three other paths radiate along the compass points from the heart of the dream-realm. There is also a warp that returns to reality.