#¶#@=*«^¨¨                                          ¨¨^«*=@#¶#
##¶#@=*«^¨                                          ¨^«*=@#¶##
#¶#@=*«^¨¨                                          ¨¨^«*=@#¶#
¶#@=*«^¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨^«*=@#¶
#@=*«^¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨^«*=@#
¶#@=*«^¨¨¨             @ 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     ¨¨^«*=@#¶#
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#¶#@=*«^¨¨                                          ¨¨^«*=@#¶#
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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.      ¨¨¨^«*=@#¶
#@=*«^¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨^«*=@#
¶#@=*«^¨¨¨                    ¶                     ¨¨¨^«*=@#¶
#¶#@=*«^¨¨                                          ¨¨^«*=@#¶#
##¶#@=*«^¨ 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. ¨¨^«*=@#¶#
##¶#@=*«^¨                                          ¨^«*=@#¶##
#¶#@=*«^¨¨                                          ¨¨^«*=@#¶#
¶#@=*«^¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨^«*=@#¶
#@=*«^¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨^«*=@#
¶#@=*«^¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨^«*=@#¶
#¶#@=*«^¨¨                                          ¨¨^«*=@#¶#