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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))                 #@&$%*-~¨¨
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¨¨~-*%$&@#                     -                    #@&$%*-~¨¨
¨~-*%$&@##                                          ##@&$%*-~¨
¨¨~-*%$&@# 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 ##@&$%*-~¨
¨¨~-*%$&@#                 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.             #@&$%*-~¨¨
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¨¨~-*%$&@#                     &                    #@&$%*-~¨¨
¨~-*%$&@##                                          ##@&$%*-~¨
¨¨~-*%$&@# 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. ##@&$%*-~¨
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¨~-*%$&@##                    ¨                     ##@&$%*-~¨
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¨~-*%$&@## 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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