#$*=~:....                                          ....:~=*$#
@#$*=~:...                                          ...:~=*$#@
#@#$*=~:..                                          ..:~=*$#@#
##@#$*=~:.                                          .:~=*$#@##
#@#$*=~:..                                          ..:~=*$#@#
@#$*=~:... THERE'S   A   MAIDEN    ON   THE   HILL. ...:~=*$#@
#$*=~:....                                          ....:~=*$#
$*=~:..... GREY CERAMICS,  OVERSHOWERED WITH  MOSS, .....:~=*$
*=~:...... 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. ......:~=*
$*=~:.....                                          .....:~=*$
#$*=~:....                                          ....:~=*$#
@#$*=~:...                                          ...:~=*$#@
#@#$*=~:..                                          ..:~=*$#@#
##@#$*=~:.                                          .:~=*$#@##