§¨§¨¨§§¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨§
§¨¨§¨§§§¨¨                                          §¨¨§¨§§¨¨§
§§¨¨¨§¨§§¨                                          §§¨¨¨§§§¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨§§§                                          §§§¨¨§¨§¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨§¨§                                          §¨§§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§             $ 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. §¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§¨§§                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§§                                          §¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨                                          §§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨