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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 ...,~/*%##
#%*/~,.... spring)) ....,~/*%#
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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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