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,,~-\*£@@# £ dream palace £ #@@£*\-~,,
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,,~-\*£@@# £ ..... ...... £ #@@£*\-~,,
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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. *\-~,,,,,,
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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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