I take you far from where you are

Yet you never leave, but some believe

I hold dreams inside my seams

That can show, entertain, or have you know

My heart is cream or white

And my markings are often the color of night

My coverings are soft or thick

I hold lands of wood or brick

And to get through me can be fast or quick

So speak my name and then go claim

For me to say: “This is the way!”

To great adventures you’ll have with me.

Riddle of the Week July 22 Answer