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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)) %:~^......
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..^~:%%&@# 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 %%:~^.....
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.......... 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. %:~^......
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..^~:%%&@# 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. ~^........
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.......... 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. @&%%:~^...
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.......^~: 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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