,,,,,,,~*#                                          #*~,,,,,,,
,,~**%#@##                                          ##@#%**~,,
,,~**%#@##                                          ##@#%**~,,
,,~**%@###                                          ###@%**~,,
,,~**%#@##                                          ##@#%**~,,
,,~**%#@##             % 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. @@#****~,,
,,~**%#@##                                          ##@#%**~,,
,,,,****#@                                          @#****,,,,
,,,,,**%%@                                          @%%**,,,,,
,,,,,~**%#                                          #%**~,,,,,
,,,,~~**%#                                          #%**~~,,,,
,,~**%%%%#                                          #%%%%**~,,