,,=†§&#@##                                          ##@#&§†=,,
,,,=†§&#@#                                          #@#&§†=,,,
,,,,=†§&#@                                          @#&§†=,,,,
,,,,,=†§&#                                          #&§†=,,,,,
,,,,=†§&#@                                          @#&§†=,,,,
,,,=†§&#@#             & Dream Palace &             #@#&§†=,,,
,,=†§&#@##             , ----- ------ ,             ##@#&§†=,,
,,,=†§&#@#             & ..... ...... &             #@#&§†=,,,
,,,,=†§&#@             † ..... ...... †             @#&§†=,,,,
,,,,,=†§&#             , ..... ...... ,             #&§†=,,,,,
,,,,=†§&#@             , ..... ...... ,             @#&§†=,,,,
,,,=†§&#@#             , ..... ...... ,             #@#&§†=,,,
,,=†§&#@##                                          ##@#&§†=,,
,,,=†§&#@#                                          #@#&§†=,,,
,,,,=†§&#@ 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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