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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 @†:«~.....
....~«:†@¶ 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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