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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.                 §¨§¨§§¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                     §                    §¨§¨§§¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§ 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. §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§
¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨§§¨§¨§
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¨§¨§¨§¨§¨§                                          §¨§¨¨§¨§¨§