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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, ,,,,,,.~:=
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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 ,,,,,,.~:=
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§£=:~.,,,, friends live. we go exploring together ,,,,.~:=£§
#§£=:~.,,, - things are deep and dark - but unlike ,,,.~:=£§#
@#§£=:~.,, me, they never remember during the day. ,,.~:=£§#@
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