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¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨§§§¨§¨§§¨
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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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¨§§¨§§§¨¨¨                                          ¨§§§§¨§¨¨§
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§§¨§¨§§¨¨¨                                          §¨¨§¨¨§§¨¨