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........,« woods (temperate climate, rains every «,........
.......,«: other day, springs and streams and :«,.......
......,«:^ mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ^:«,......
.....,«:^% birdland-ish eternal spring (late %^:«,.....
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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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