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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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