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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 ¤**††,....
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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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