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..~†§%@#@# #@#@%§†~..
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..~†§%%@@@ @@@%%§†~..
..~†§%@#@# #@#@%§†~..
..~†§%@#@# % dream palace % #@#@%§†~..
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.....††%#@ % ..... ...... % @#%††.....
....~§%%@@ † ..... ...... † @@%%§~....
...~††§§@# . ..... ...... . #@§§††~...
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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. @%§~~.....
..~†§%@#@# #@#@%§†~..
..~†§%%%%@ # @%%%%§†~..
..~†§§%%@@ @@%%§§†~..
..~†§%@#@# 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. ##@@%§†~..
..~†§%%%## ##%%%§†~..
....††%@@# #@@%††....
..~†§%@#@# #@#@%§†~..
..~†§%@### ###@%§†~..
...~~§§@@# #@@§§~~...
..~†§%@#@# #@#@%§†~..