Solid earth lies at the end of seas.
Upon the opposite lies mist
Shaped to mimic the features of land,
that parallels it's shores.

The land that stretches in infinite swathes
hold features of near infinite potentials.
It brims with life which Terraformed
seeded with matter diverse of make-up.

Beyond the seas, in the land of mist
Enigma innumerable hide within the cloud.
Its features rocky, rife with questions
Of what could be under its cloak.

Will one day be we find the truth
Of what is found in the veil of wonder?
Possibly; it is but fantasy,
Personified by fallacy