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§§¨¨§¨¨§§§ ¨§§§¨¨¨¨§¨
§§§¨¨§¨§¨§ ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨
§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§ ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨§ ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨ @ dream palace @ ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
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¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨ @ ..... ...... @ §¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨ = ..... ...... = ¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§
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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)) §¨¨§¨§§¨¨§
§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§ ¨§¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨ - ¨¨§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨§¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨ 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. ¨§§§¨¨§¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§ ¨§¨§§¨¨§¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§ ¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§ §¨¨§¨§§¨¨§
§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§ ¨§¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨§¨¨§¨§§¨
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