,^~*†¤&@##                                          ##@&¤†*~^,
,^~*†¤¤&&@                                          @&&¤¤†*~^,
,^~***†&&¶                                          ¶&&†***~^,
,^~**††&¶¶                                          ¶¶&††**~^,
,^~*†¤&¶@#                                          #@¶&¤†*~^,
,,,,,~†&&&             ¤ 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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,,,^^^**¤¶                                          ¶¤**^^^,,,
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,^~*†¤&¶¶¶                                          ¶¶¶&¤†*~^,
,,,,,,~†&&                                          &&†~,,,,,,