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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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###&&§:«,, 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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