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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, ¨:-^%%§@##
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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 ¨:-^^%%§@#
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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 ¨¨¨¨¨:^%§§
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##@§%%^-:¨ 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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