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.~«;*%§@##             % dream palace %             ##@§%*;«~.
....~~~;*§             ~ ----- ------ ~             §*;~~~....
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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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