§¨§§¨§¨¨¨¨ ¨¨§§§§¨¨¨¨
§§¨§§§¨¨¨§ ¨§¨¨¨§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨§¨¨§¨ §§¨¨§§¨¨§¨
§¨§¨§§¨§§¨ ¨§¨§¨§¨§§¨
§§§§¨§§¨§¨ §§§§§§§¨§§
¨¨¨§§¨§§§¨ & 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. ¨¨§§¨§§¨§§
¨§§¨§¨§¨§§ ¨§¨§§¨§§¨¨
§¨§§§§§§¨§ §§§¨§§¨§¨¨
§§¨¨¨¨¨§§§ ¨¨§§¨§§§¨§
¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨ ¨§¨§§¨¨§§¨
§§¨¨¨§§¨¨¨ §§§¨§¨§¨§¨
¨§¨¨§¨§¨¨§ ¨¨§§§§§§§§