Piles of laundry.
Treasure troves of silken cloth.
Stacks of dishes.
Brilliantly displayed fine china.
Mess.
Ornate adornment, every corner filled with interesting crystalline shimmers, small bottles and tiny scrawled messages.
Grey, square building.
A castle, many stories high, the colour of the clouds on a stormy day. Turrets reached up to touch the light clouds, and at night coloured candlelight sparkled like glittering gemstones. Bay windows and beautiful carvings in stone at every doorway.
Street gutters.
Stony bubbling clear streams surrounded by shady woody forests. Slight rainbows shimmer in them from a certain angle, and small animals and fish can be found flitting around the gentle bends.
Flat, dry land.
Endless beautiful plains, wherein the wind strokes the grasses and wildflowers gently bob their heads, and the hooves of wild horses thunder across a hill, moving away from you anxiously.
But realistically, I'm
Sitting alone with headphones.
Itchigotchi Community Member 
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