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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)) ,~~*^*@@@#
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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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