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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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@¨@¨@¨@¨@¨ 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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