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#&¤*/~,... ¤ dream palace ¤ ...,~/*¤
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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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###&¤*/~,. 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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