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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, ,,&,,&,&&,
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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 ,&,,,&,,,,
,&,,&,,&,& dreams. ,,&,,,&,,,
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&,,,,&,,&, in this cottage there's a lot of radio ,&&&,,&,,,
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,,&,,,,&,, 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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