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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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