,^«;*%&#@#                                          #@#&%*;«^,
,,,,«;%%%#                                          #%%%;«,,,,
,,^^««;%&#                                          #&%;««^^,,
,^«;*%&#@#                                          #@#&%*;«^,
,^«;*%%%#@                                          @#%%%*;«^,
,^«;*%&###      &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&      ###&%*;«^,
,,,^««;;%&      & the dam outside veszelle.  &      &%;;««^,,,
,^«;*%&#@#      & the hydroplant             &      #@#&%*;«^,
,,,^««*&##      &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&      ##&*««^,,,
,,,,,,^;%#                                          #%;^,,,,,,
,^«;*%&#@@ it's all - it's all about circles, about @@#&%*;«^,
,^«;*%&#@# toruses ("donuts"), it's  about spinning #@#&%*;«^,
,,,,^^«*%& very  fast  and  then inviting a spiral. &%*«^^,,,,
,,,,,^«*%&                                          &%*«^,,,,,
,^«;*%%&#@ &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& @#&%%*;«^,
,,,,,,^;%&                                          &%;^,,,,,,
,,,,^«;*&& a  ring, like a halo,  surrounds me.  my &&*;«^,,,,
,^«;*%&### badge  as  plant  supervisor.  grants me ###&%*;«^,
,,,,^;%&&# powers.  lights  me  up  in  the  subtle #&&%;^,,,,
,^«;*%&### silver-blue   color    of   the   plant. ###&%*;«^,
,,^^«;*%&#                                          #&%*;«^^,,
,^«;*%&#@@ the plant  lures  the mist from atop the @@#&%*;«^,
,^«;*%&#@# dark  sea  water.  it's siphoned  inside #@#&%*;«^,
,^«;*%&### the great mechanism.                     ###&%*;«^,
,^«;*%&#@@                                          @@#&%*;«^,
,,,^«**&## there's internal workers there,  capable ##&**«^,,,
,,,,,«;;%& of    surviving    turbine   conditions. &%;;«,,,,,
,^«;*%&#@# they're    escaped    and     reeducated #@#&%*;«^,
,,,,^;%%&@ liquid glass   cats,   always   carfully @&%%;^,,,,
,^«;*%&#@# adjusting the mirrors inside the  torus, #@#&%*;«^,
,^«;*%&#@# absorbing  and  emanating  various  mist #@#&%*;«^,
,,,,,,««*& wavelengths, feeling  for  other  things &*««,,,,,,
,^«;*&#@## in the mist.                             ##@#&*;«^,
,^«;*%&#@#                                          #@#&%*;«^,
,,,««;*&#@ water  spirits   are  separated,  pushed @#&*;««,,,
,^«;*%&#@# into the center  funnel, into the  sharp #@#&%*;«^,
,^^^«*%&&& prism   at   its   bottom.their   voices &&&%*«^^^,
,^«;*%&#@@ combine  each  night  into  a  wonderful @@#&%*;«^,
,^«;*%&#@@ chorus   as    they    are    refracted. @@#&%*;«^,
,,,,««;**&                                          &**;««,,,,
,^«;*%&#@# &&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&&& #@#&%*;«^,
,,,^;*%&&&                                          &&&%*;^,,,
,^«;*%&@## the dam.  the hydroplant at the edge  of ##@&%*;«^,
,^««««;%#@ the sea.  we power our  little pets with @#%;««««^,
,^«;*%&#@# this energy.                             #@#&%*;«^,
,^«;*%&#@@                                          @@#&%*;«^,
,^«;*%&##@                                          @##&%*;«^,
,,,,,,^;%&                                          &%;^,,,,,,
,^«;*%&###                                          ###&%*;«^,
,^«;***&#@                                          @#&***;«^,