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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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,-==†@#### = ####@†==-,
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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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