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#&§«,,,,,, * dream palace * ,,,,,,«§&#
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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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