¨¨¨¨¨¨^-†% %†-^¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^-† †-^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^- -^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^ ^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ § dream palace § ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ^ ----- ------ ^ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ § ..... ...... § ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ † ..... ...... † ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ^ ..... ...... ^ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ^ ..... ...... ^ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨ ..... ...... ¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^ ^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^- 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. %†-^¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^-† †-^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^- -^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨^ ^¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨