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####%†/«:. % dream palace % .:«/†%####
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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 ..::/†%%##
###%†//«:. differet foods, all of them intriguing, .:«//†%###
####%†/«:. slightly weird. .:«/†%####
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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 .:«/†%####
####%†/«:. forgetting to put them in the square. .:«/†%####
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#%†††/«... 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. .:«/†%####
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