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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. @@&*:-,¨¨¨
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¨¨¨¨¨,-:*& * &*:-,¨¨¨¨¨
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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. @@&*:-,¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨,-:*&@ @&*:-,¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨,-:*& @ &*:-,¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨,-:* *:-,¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨,-:*& 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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