¨¨§¨§§¨¨§§                                          ¨¨§¨§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨§§§¨§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨§¨¨¨                                          §¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          §§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§             % dream palace %             ¨§§§¨¨¨¨¨§
§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨             , ----- ------ ,             ¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨             % ..... ...... %             ¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨¨             ; ..... ...... ;             ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨             , ..... ...... ,             ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨             , ..... ...... ,             ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨             ¨ ..... ...... ¨             §¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§                                          §§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          §§§¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨ 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. ¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§                                          §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§¨§                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨