Bedroom

What of story do you usually enjoy most—something more whimsical like this, or perhaps something spooky or futuristic ?

The walls of Leo’s bedroom were painted a deep indigo, the color of the sky just before the stars decide to show up. To anyone else, it was just a twelve-by-twelve square with a squeaky floorboard near the closet, but to Leo, it was a kingdom, a laboratory, and a sanctuary all rolled into one. bedroom

The Nest was a collection of mismatched pillows and a heavy wool blanket tucked into the space between his bed and the radiator. It was the only place where the Wi-Fi signal was weak, but his imagination was strongest. In the Nest, the hum of the heater sounded like a dragon’s breath, and the shadows cast by his bedside lamp turned into silhouettes of ancient pine trees. What of story do you usually enjoy most—something