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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))                 ¨¨¨^~;%@&#
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#@#&@%;~^¨                    ~                     ¨^~;%@&#@#
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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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#&@%;~^¨¨¨                    %                     ¨¨¨^~;%@&#
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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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#@#&@%;~^¨                     &                    ¨^~;%@&#@#
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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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