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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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