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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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