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¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨¨§¨¨§¨¨¨§
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¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨             % 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     §¨¨¨§§§¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨¨§¨                 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. ¨¨§§§¨¨§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨§                                          ¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨§
¨§§¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          §¨¨¨§§§¨¨§
¨§§§¨¨¨¨§¨                                          ¨§¨¨§¨§§¨¨
¨§¨§§¨¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨§¨¨¨§§§¨
¨¨¨§§§¨¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨§¨§§
§¨¨§¨§§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§¨¨¨§§