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¨¨¨¨--§¤¤¤ woods (temperate climate, rains every ¤¤¤§--¨¨¨¨
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¨--††††§¤£ mysterious iron and stone artifacts, £¤§††††--¨
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¨--†§¤¤£££ 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 £££¤¤§†--¨
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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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¨--†§¤£### 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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¨--†§¤¤£## 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. ££¤¤§††--¨
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