You opened your eyes.
This is a strange place.
Strange-shaped trees and bushes are hung with glitter.
The sky is blocked, leaving only a few gaps for light to pass through.
"Click, click."
Small sounds draw your attention.
[Imagination is immortal and fantasy lasts forever.
[Welcome to the fantasy world, my friend.
Note: Only the first part is in the second person.
This is a short story.
Intention: Everything we experience will become your future choices, preferences, and emotions.