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,,,,,^~†*¤             ¤ dream palace ¤             ¤*†~^,,,,,
,,,,^~†*¤§             ^ ----- ------ ^             §¤*†~^,,,,
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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.             #§¤*†~^,,,
,,^~†*¤§##                                          ##§¤*†~^,,
,^~†*¤§###                    §                     ###§¤*†~^,
,,^~†*¤§##                                          ##§¤*†~^,,
,,,^~†*¤§# 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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,,,,,^~†*¤                    #                     ¤*†~^,,,,,
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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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