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§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨ ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨ ¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§ ¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨ % dream palace % §¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§
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¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨ §¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨ not actually a palace. a cottage in the §§¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§ woods (temperate climate, rains every ¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨ other day, springs and streams and ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨ mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§ birdland-ish eternal spring (late ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨ spring)) §¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨ §§¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨ ~ ¨§§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨ ¨§§§¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨ i wake up every morning at six am. it's ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§§§ dark, and the stars are out, but the ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨§ sun is about to rise. its a long day, §¨¨§¨§§¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§ before it fades to night again, and §§¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§ then it stays so until i fall asleep. ¨§§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨ it doesn't rise unless i've had my ¨§§§¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨ dreams. ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨§§§¨¨ ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨§¨§§¨ $ ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨§§§ ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§ in this cottage there's a lot of radio §¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨§ equipment, sound stuff, synths, tape §§¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨§¨§§¨¨§ players. pen and paper, books, cameras, ¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨§§§¨¨ mirrors, prisms, and various things to ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨§¨§§¨ do art with. the fridge is filled with ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨§§§ differet foods, all of them intriguing, ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨§¨§ slightly weird. §¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨§ §§¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨§ § §§§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨ §¨§§¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨ i have friends - there's a cat, and a ¨¨§§§¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§§§ dog (who is ridicolously large and ¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨§ wants to be the big spoon). i listen to ¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§ the shortwave radio, and transmit a bit §¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§ myself, songs and poetry, and found ¨§¨¨¨¨§§§¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨ sounds from the forest. the others tell ¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨ of their lives, play the guitar for me, ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§
§§¨¨¨§§§¨¨ and tell tales of the old world. i ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨
§§§¨¨§¨§§¨ consider them friends as well. ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨¨§§§ ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§§§¨¨§¨§ @ §¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨§ ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨§ most importantly, there's a two square ¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨ meter area on the floor where i can ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§§§¨ "save" things. whatever i put in here ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§§ will not be affected by the nightly §¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§ reset. everything else, however, is ¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨§¨ completely reset overnight: synth ¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨ patches removed, food uneaten, wounds §¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨ healed, and wherever and whenever i'd ¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨ fall asleep i'd always wake up fully ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨ rested in my bed. sometimes there's ¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§ accidents where i lose stuff by ¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨ forgetting to put them in the square. ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨ §¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨ ¨ §§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨ ¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨ at night, i have demi-lucid dreams ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨ where the spirits of the forest around ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§ the cottage tries to communicate. here, ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨ it's not endless but connected to a ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨ large sprawling city, where my radio ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨ friends live. we go exploring together §¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨ - things are deep and dark - but unlike §§¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§ me, they never remember during the day. ¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨ this is a mystery we often discuss. ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨ ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§ ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨ §¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨ §§¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨ ¨§§¨¨§¨§§¨
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