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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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^=††%#@### 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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