The dream city is so sweet. There are no daily problems. All fly in heavens. Rains aren't terrible, blizzards aren't terrible. All think of love, about great mission. They live dream. Live one day. Not able to plan, to count.
The reality city doesn't fly in clouds. It is rigid and full of a pain. There is no love place. Borders are accurately set. Nobody gives itself a weak point. There is no place to desire. Nobody breaks the plans. They aren't able to fly
They have one goddess for two. This Goddess of Love and Destruction.