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¨~~^%£¶@## other day, springs and streams and ##@¶£%^~~¨
¨~~^^^$%£¶ mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ¶£%$^^^~~¨
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¨~~^$%£¶@# dark, and the stars are out, but the #@¶£%$^~~¨
¨~~^$%£¶@@ sun is about to rise. its a long day, @@¶£%$^~~¨
¨~~^$%£¶@# before it fades to night again, and #@¶£%$^~~¨
¨~~^$%£¶@@ then it stays so until i fall asleep. @@¶£%$^~~¨
¨~~^$%%%££ it doesn't rise unless i've had my ££%%%$^~~¨
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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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¨~~^$%£¶@# wants to be the big spoon). i listen to #@¶£%$^~~¨
¨~~^$%£¶@@ the shortwave radio, and transmit a bit @@¶£%$^~~¨
¨~~~^^%%£¶ 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, ¶%%^^~~¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~^$£ it's not endless but connected to a £$^~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨~~$£ large sprawling city, where my radio £$~~¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨~~^^$%%¶@ friends live. we go exploring together @¶%%$^^~~¨
¨~~^$%£¶## - things are deep and dark - but unlike ##¶£%$^~~¨
¨¨¨¨¨~^$£@ me, they never remember during the day. @£$^~¨¨¨¨¨
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