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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     ¨¨---««%§¶
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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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#@¶§*%/«-¨ 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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