¨§¨¨¨§¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨§¨¨
§§¨¨§§§§¨§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨¨§§¨¨
¨§¨§¨¨¨§§§                                          ¨¨¨¨¨§¨§¨§
§§§§¨¨§¨¨¨                                          ¨¨¨¨§§§§§§
¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨§                                          ¨¨¨§¨¨¨¨¨¨
¨¨§§§¨§¨§¨             * 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. ¨§¨¨§§¨¨¨¨
§§§§¨¨¨¨§¨                                          §§¨§¨§¨¨¨§
¨¨¨§¨¨¨§§¨                                          ¨§§§§§¨¨§¨
¨¨§§¨¨§¨§§                                          §¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨
¨§¨§¨§§§¨¨                                          §¨¨¨§§§¨§¨
§§§§§¨¨§¨¨                                          §¨¨§¨¨§§§¨
¨¨¨¨§¨§§¨¨                                          §¨§§¨§¨¨§§