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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     ##@#§§^-:.
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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.      #@#§§^-:..
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..:-^§§#@# 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. ##@#§§^-:.
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.:-^§§#@## 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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