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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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