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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, ,,,,,~**§£
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§**~,,,,,, 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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#@£§**~,,, 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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