¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨                                          §¨§§§¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨                                          §¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨§¨§§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨§§§             $ 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. §§§¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§                                          §¨§§¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨§§§¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨