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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. §§§§¨§¨§§§
¨§¨§¨§§¨¨¨ ¨¨¨§§§§¨¨§
§§§§§¨§¨¨§ # ¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§§
¨¨¨¨§§§¨§¨ ¨§§¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨§§§¨ 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. ¨¨§§¨§§¨¨¨
¨§¨¨§§§§¨¨ ¨§¨§§¨§¨¨¨
§§¨§¨¨¨§¨¨ §§§¨§§§¨¨¨
¨§§§¨¨§§¨¨ ¨¨§§¨¨§¨¨§
§¨¨§¨§¨§¨¨ ¨§¨§¨§§¨§§
§¨§§§§§§¨§ §§§§§¨§§¨¨
§§¨¨¨¨¨§§¨ ¨¨¨¨§§¨§¨§