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¨¨-«===%&@ 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 #@£&%==«-¨
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¨-==%&£@## 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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