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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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###¨¨#¨¨## # ####¨###¨¨
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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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