§%%%*\=... ...=\*%%%§
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
#§%%\:.... ....:\%%§#
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
###§%*\=:. % dream palace % .:=\*%§###
####%*\=:. : ----- ------ : .:=\*%####
§*\:...... % ..... ...... % ......:\*§
§%%*=..... \ ..... ...... \ .....=*%%§
§%\==::... : ..... ...... : ...::==\%§
#%%*\\=:.. : ..... ...... : ..:=\\*%%#
###§%*\=:. . ..... ...... . .:=\*%§###
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
§§%%\==... 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)) .:=\*%§###
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
§§§%%*\=:. = .:=\*%%§§§
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
###§%*\=:. 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. .:=\*%§###
§§%%%*\=:. .:=\*%%%§§
###§%*\=:. * .:=\*%§###
####§%*\=: :=\*%§####
§*\\\::... 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. ..:===\\%§
#§***\\=:. .:=\\***§#
###§%*\=:. # .:=\*%§###
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
§**=...... 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. .....=*%%§
#§%\\=.... ....=\\%§#
###§%*\=:. . .:=\*%§###
§§*=:..... .....:=*§§
###§%*\=:. 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. .:===\*%§#
####§*\=:. .:=\*§####
##§%**\=:. .:=\**%§##
#§§%\::... ...::\%§§#
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###
#§**=:.... ....:=**§#
###§%*\=:. .:=\*%§###