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.,-^§%§@@@ 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 #@%%^---,.
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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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.,-^§%§### 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 #@§§^-,...
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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 ##@§%§^-,.
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.,-^§%§@## at night, i have demi-lucid dreams ##@§%§^-,.
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.,-^§%§@## 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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