¨¨§§¨§¨¨§¨                                          §¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨§§¨¨§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§
§¨§§§¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨§¨                                          §¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨§                                          §§¨¨§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨             ¤ 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. ¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨                                          §¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨§¨§§¨                                          §¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§§                                          ¨§¨¨§¨¨§¨¨