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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. £¤*%\,,,,,
,,-\%*¤£## ##£¤*%\-,,
,-\%*¤£@## ##@£¤*%\-,
,,,,,\%¤¤£ £¤¤%\,,,,,
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