Last nights dream had me sitting atop a large mountain range, with a line of sight that reached on for many miles and horizons. It was night, and the atmosphere was very still and silent. The landscape was composed of nothing but cubes, though those cubes were surfaced with the natural elements of grass, dirt and stone. In the distance I saw a massive, cubic airship slowly plodding its way through a valley alongside the mountaintop I was on. I tucked back into a corner where two cubic stones met, feeling securely invisible in the darkness and silence, and had one of the most restful moments in any dream.
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