&¨¨&&&¨¨&& ¨&&¨¨¨¨&¨¨
¨¨¨¨&¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨&&¨¨¨¨
&&&¨¨¨&&&& ¨&&¨¨¨¨&&&
&&¨¨&¨¨&&& ¨¨¨¨&&¨¨&&
&¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&& &&&¨¨¨¨¨¨&
¨¨&&&&&¨¨¨ there's a maiden on the hill. &&¨¨&&&&¨¨
&¨¨&&&¨¨&& ¨¨¨¨¨&&¨¨&
¨¨¨¨&¨¨¨¨¨ grey ceramics, overshowered with moss, &&&&¨¨¨¨¨¨
&&&¨¨¨&&&& stretching toward the horizon. &&&¨¨&&&&&
&&¨¨&¨¨&&¨ &&¨¨¨¨&&&&
&¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ she moves her feet. &¨¨&&¨¨&&&
¨¨&&&&&&&& the patch is wet. ¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&&
¨¨¨&&&&&&& ¨&&&&&&¨¨¨
&&¨¨&&&&&¨ an island in the clouds, ¨¨&&&&¨¨&&
&¨¨¨¨&&&¨¨ she's cozy and strong on the crest ¨¨¨&&¨¨¨¨&
¨¨&&¨¨&¨¨¨ with her sheep. &&¨¨¨¨&&¨¨
&¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&& and noone else is around. &¨¨&&¨¨¨¨&
¨¨&&&&&¨¨& ¨¨¨¨¨¨&&¨¨
&¨¨&&&¨¨¨¨ as her feet move her hazily forward she ¨&&&&¨¨¨¨&
¨¨¨¨&¨¨&&¨ looks around, and spots another island ¨¨&&¨¨&&¨¨
&&&¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ on the sea of foam. &¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&
&&¨¨&&&&&& ¨¨&&&&&&¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨&&&&& stops mid-stride. she frowns. ¨¨¨&&&&¨¨¨
&&&&¨¨&&&¨ &&¨¨&&¨¨&&
&&&¨¨¨¨&¨¨ &¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&
&&¨¨&&¨¨¨& ¨¨&&&&&&¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&¨¨ &¨¨&&&&¨¨¨
&&&&&&¨¨¨& ¨¨¨¨&&¨¨&&