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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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