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#@£¤%^/»^¨ woods (temperate climate, rains every ¨^»/^%¤£@#
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£¤%^»»¨¨¨¨ mysterious iron and stone artifacts, ¨¨¨¨»»^%¤£
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@¤%^/»¨¨¨¨ 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 ¨^»/^%¤£@#
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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 ¨^»»/^^^¤@
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¤^^^^»¨¨¨¨ 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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