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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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