My room
In my room the bed is upside down in the ceiling, that is how I prefer it. There are no windows in the stone wall of the fortress tower. It is warm in there, comfortable. The shelves along the wall reaches infinity, filled trinkets, machines, books and good-to-haves. Everything I want, need, and desire always where I look and when I need them. In here I can moce, desire as I want. In here, nobody is ever allowed.