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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)) .¤.¤¤.....
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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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