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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 ..........
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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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