¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨¨                                          §§¨§§§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§¨                                          ¨§¨§¨§§¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨§             ¤ dream palace ¤             ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨             - ----- ------ -             §¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨¨             ¤ ..... ...... ¤             ¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨§¨¨¨             ; ..... ...... ;             ¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨§¨¨             - ..... ...... -             ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨§¨             - ..... ...... -             ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨§             ¨ ..... ...... ¨             §¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨                                          ¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§§§ 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.                  §¨§§¨¨¨§§§
§¨¨¨§§§¨¨§                                          ¨¨§§§¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨§¨§§¨¨                    ^                     ¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨§§§¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§§§¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨§¨§§ 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. §§§¨¨§¨¨¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§                                          §¨§§¨¨§¨¨¨
¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨§§§¨¨§¨¨
¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨§¨§§¨¨§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨                                          §¨¨¨§§§¨¨§
§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨                                          §§¨¨§¨§§¨¨
¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨§§¨¨¨§§§¨