¨#¨#¨¨#¨¨#                                          #¨¨¨¨##¨#¨
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¨#¨#¨¨#¨¨#                                          #¨¨##¨#¨#¨
##¨#¨##¨##                                          #¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
¨#¨#¨¨#¨¨#                                          #¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
##¨#¨##¨##             $ 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. #¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
##¨#¨##¨##                                          #¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
¨#¨#¨¨#¨¨#                                          #¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
##¨#¨##¨##                                          #¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
¨#¨#¨¨#¨¨#                                          #¨#¨#¨#¨#¨
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¨#¨#¨¨#¨¨#                                          #¨#¨#¨#¨#¨