Between a Dream

Cassius often has a dream recently: the endless black soil, the mountains covering the sky behind him, the sea without any waves in front of him, and the red moon hanging high, but so huge that it is almost close to the sea. After waking up, he found that there was only a damp carpet in front of him, a maddening monotonous yellow color, the buzz of fluorescent lights, and an empty room that was divided randomly with endless eyes.