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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)) ###@¤*=~^.
..^~=*¤@## ##@¤*=~^..
...^~=*¤@# ~ #@¤*=~^...
....^~=*¤@ @¤*=~^....
.....^~=*¤ 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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.....^~=*¤ * ¤*=~^.....
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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. ¤*=~^.....
....^~=*¤@ @¤*=~^....
...^~=*¤@# @ #@¤*=~^...
..^~=*¤@## ##@¤*=~^..
.^~=*¤@### 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. ##@¤*=~^..
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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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...^~=*¤@# #@¤*=~^...
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