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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    ###@#**†«~
¨~«†**#@##                 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. ###@#**†«~
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