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.-=:$*§@## * dream palace * ##@§*$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶¶@ - ----- ------ - @¶¶§*$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# * ..... ...... * #@¶§*$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# : ..... ...... : #@¶§*$:=-.
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.-=:$*§¶@# #@¶§*$:=-.
....-:$$$§ not actually a palace. a cottage in the §$$$:-....
....-=$$§§ woods (temperate climate, rains every §§$$=-....
.-=:$$*§¶¶ other day, springs and streams and ¶¶§*$$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# mysterious iron and stone artifacts, #@¶§*$:=-.
.-=:$***¶¶ birdland-ish eternal spring (late ¶¶***$:=-.
.....-==$§ spring)) §$==-.....
....-:$*§@ @§*$:-....
......-=$§ = §$=-......
.-=:$*§¶@@ @@¶§*$:=-.
......=$*§ i wake up every morning at six am. it's §*$=......
.-=:$*§¶@# dark, and the stars are out, but the #@¶§*$:=-.
....=::*§§ 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. ¶*::-.....
.-=:$*§§¶¶ ¶¶§§*$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# $ #@¶§*$:=-.
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.-=:$*§¶@# 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. @§*$=.....
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.-=:$*§¶@@ § @@¶§*$:=-.
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.-=:::**¶¶ i have friends - there's a cat, and a ¶¶**:::=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# 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 #@¶§*$:=-.
...-=:$$*¶ consider them friends as well. ¶*$$:=-...
.-=:$*§¶@# #@¶§*$:=-.
.-=:$**§¶¶ ¶ ¶¶§**$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# #@¶§*$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# most importantly, there's a two square #@¶§*$:=-.
.....=$*¶¶ meter area on the floor where i can ¶¶*$=.....
.-=:$*§¶@# "save" things. whatever i put in here #@¶§*$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# will not be affected by the nightly #@¶§*$:=-.
....-=$**¶ reset. everything else, however, is ¶**$=-....
.....-::*¶ 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. ¶**:=-....
.-=:$*§¶@# this is a mystery we often discuss. #@¶§*$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# #@¶§*$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@@ @@¶§*$:=-.
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.-=:$***§§ §§***$:=-.
.-=:$*§¶@# #@¶§*$:=-.
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