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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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