###@$%†»-¨                                          ¨-»†%$@###
##@$%†»-¨¨                                          ¨¨-»†%$@##
###@$%†»-¨                                          ¨-»†%$@###
##@$%†»-¨¨                                          ¨¨-»†%$@##
###@$%†»-¨                                          ¨-»†%$@###
##@$%†»-¨¨             $ 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. ¨-»†%$@###
##@$%†»-¨¨                                          ¨¨-»†%$@##
###@$%†»-¨                                          ¨-»†%$@###
##@$%†»-¨¨                                          ¨¨-»†%$@##
###@$%†»-¨                                          ¨-»†%$@###
##@$%†»-¨¨                                          ¨¨-»†%$@##
###@$%†»-¨                                          ¨-»†%$@###