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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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