,-«/*&@¶## ##¶@&*/«-,
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,,,-«*&&¶# #¶&&*«-,,,
,-«/*&@@@¶ ¶@@@&*/«-,
,,,,-/&&@¶ ¶@&&/-,,,,
,-«««««*&¶ & 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. ¶¶¶@&*/«-,
,,,-«/&&¶¶ ¶¶&&/«-,,,
,,,,--//&¶ ¶&//--,,,,
,-«/*&&&&@ @&&&&*/«-,
,-««««*&¶¶ ¶¶&*««««-,
,-«/*&@¶## ##¶@&*/«-,
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