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#@§§*/-^¨¨ 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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