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¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨             % 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.      ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§
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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. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨                    ¨                     ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨ 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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§§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§