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###¤¤%†~,, ¤ dream palace ¤ ,,~†%¤¤###
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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)) ,,,,,,~%¤#
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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 ,,~~~~†%¤#
##¤¤†~~~,, 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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