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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))                 ¨¨§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨§§§§§§¨§¨                                          §¨§§¨§§§¨§
§§¨¨¨¨¨§§§                     ~                    §§§¨§§¨¨§§
¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§§¨§¨§¨
¨¨§§¨¨¨§§¨ 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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¨§¨§¨§¨¨§§                                          ¨¨§¨¨§¨§§¨
¨§§§§§§¨§¨                                          §¨§§¨§§§¨§
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¨¨§¨¨¨¨§¨¨                                          ¨¨¨§§¨§¨§¨