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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 ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨,~
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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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#@§%^:~,¨¨ 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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