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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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@¨@¨¨@¨@@¨                    -                     ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
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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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@¨@¨¨@¨@@¨                    $                     ¨@¨@¨@@¨@¨
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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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