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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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@.@@@@.@@@ ยป ..@...@@.@
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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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