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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 §*****,...
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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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