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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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¤%^\«^¨¨¨¨ 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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