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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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