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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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###¶§*;«., 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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§§§**%;«., 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 ,.«;%*§§¶¶
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##¶§*%;«., 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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#§§§*%;«., 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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