..,~†%@# #@#&%†~,..
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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)) @#&%†~,...
..,~†%@# #@#&%†~,..
.,~†%@## ~ ##@#&%†~,.
..,~†%@# #@#&%†~,..
...,~†%@ 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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