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