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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, £§@†;«,¨¨¨
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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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