....~«;%## ##%;«~....
.~«;%%&@## ##@&%%;«~.
.~«;%%@# #@#&%%;«~.
.....~«;%# #%;«~.....
....~~«%&@ @&%«~~....
.~«;%%@# % 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)) #@#&%%;«~.
.~«;%%@# #@#&%%;«~.
.~««;;;;%# « #%;;;;««~.
.~«;%%@# #@#&%%;«~.
......«;%& 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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