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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.                  ¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨
§¨¨¨§§§¨§§                                          ¨¨§§§¨§¨¨§
§¨¨§¨¨§§¨§                    $                     ¨§¨¨§§§¨§¨
§¨§§¨§¨§§¨                                          §§¨§¨¨§§§§
§§¨§§§§¨§¨ 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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§§¨§¨¨¨¨§§                                          §¨¨§§¨§¨¨¨
¨§§§¨¨¨§¨¨                                          §¨§¨§§§¨¨§
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