My fantasy world is called Enackra. It is full of all kinds of magical artifacts and *ahem* completely sane people. 

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My fantasy world is Calveicia (see my location). It contains random mechanical beings, Denizens of the House, hobbits, Tatooine, the Death Star, Han Solo, the Eight Protectors of Calveicia (including moi), Rush, Hetalia characters, and many more things.

It's in a city, kind of like in Divergent, in respect for the trains (no one is allowed to own a car.)  My best friends, all the people from The Fault in Our Stars, Daniel Pinkwater characters and other various book character reside in the city.  All the settings from my favorite books make up the city, with an island like Vinalhaven, ME an hour ferry ride off the coast.  It is near the ocean, but there is also many lakes, pine trees and hills (for sledding, ice skating, hiding behind in snowball fights, etc.)  There is an enormous library, that extends over to the Vinalhaven branch.  There are a gazillion fantastic climbing trees.  The summers are practically Arabian, and have sweltering heat.  The winters regularly go below freezing, so skiing, ice skating is possible throughout the entire winter.  There is also a rather large hippie population, and when you walk through the street, it reflects that.  In short, Woodstock, NY.  I'm kidding. 

It's Disney World, but with no lines; my whole family; all my friends; One Direction, the Beatles, Hot Chelle Rae, Paramore, Neon Trees, Mumford and Sons, and all my other favorite bands playing every night; everyone gets unlimited food; my books are famous; I'm dating Harry Styles or a non-celebrity crush; everyone gets unlimited wardrobes; no one gets bullied; free internet and phone plans (and service); gift shops are free; the Star War characters are there every day, not just a few select weekends; and I get to pick whatever hotel room I want, even the Cinderella Castle suite. 

Maybe somewhere like the room of requirement. The landscape would be grass like in a pretty picture, no dog poop to step in, no mud, no gum someone dropped, no bugs, nothing but grass, soft, tender, grass. I would have a house that could change with my mood, it would change color, size, temperature, style and more at my whim. I would have a life-time supply of all the written material I could dream of. I would look the way I am forever and eat anything I wanted without getting fat, having cavities, getting sick of it, or anything like that. Writer's block would be outlawed, and I would have the perfect friends, people I liked from books, friends from the real world, my family, etc. It would have portal that I could travel into stories, events, and lives that I would want to live. I would have electronic paper, beautiful handwriting, and be good at drawing (I am not). I would go to sleep, and the next second, wake up fully refreshed. It would be my utopia (in my worl utopia would mean "my best land" not "no land".