#@#@$%^«,¨                                          ¨,«^%$@#@#
@#@$%^«,¨¨                                          ¨¨,«^%$@#@
#@#@$%^«,¨                                          ¨,«^%$@#@#
@#@$%^«,¨¨                                          ¨¨,«^%$@#@
#@#@$%^«,¨                                          ¨,«^%$@#@#
@#@$%^«,¨¨             $ 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. ¨,«^%$@#@#
@#@$%^«,¨¨                                          ¨¨,«^%$@#@
#@#@$%^«,¨                                          ¨,«^%$@#@#
@#@$%^«,¨¨                                          ¨¨,«^%$@#@
#@#@$%^«,¨                                          ¨,«^%$@#@#
@#@$%^«,¨¨                                          ¨¨,«^%$@#@
#@#@$%^«,¨                                          ¨,«^%$@#@#