§§¨¨¨¨§§¨¨ ¨¨§§¨¨§¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨§§§¨ ¨¨§§§¨¨§¨§
¨§§§¨¨§¨§§ ¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨§§ ¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨ §¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨ & dream palace & ¨§¨¨¨¨§§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨ , ----- ------ , ¨¨§¨¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨ & ..... ...... & §¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§§§ : ..... ...... : ¨§¨¨§¨¨¨§¨
§§§¨¨¨¨§¨§ , ..... ...... , ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§ , ..... ...... , ¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨§ ¨ ..... ...... ¨ ¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§
§¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨ 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. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨§¨¨¨¨§§ §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨§¨¨¨§¨ ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨ ¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨ §¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨ ¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨ ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨