I opened the book and in strode nobody can find me.
I've left my chair, my house,my road ,my town, and world behind me.
I'm wearing a cloak, I've slipped on the ring , I've swallowed the magic potion.
I've fought with dragon, dined with a king and dived in a bottomless sea.
I opened a book and made some friends.
I shared their tears and laughter and followed their road with blumps and bent.
To the happily every after ,
I finished the book and out i came .
The cloak can no longer hide me.
My chair and my house are just the same.
But i have a book inside me