,^~:†&@###                                          ###@&†:~^,
,^~:†&§§§@                                          @§§§&†:~^,
,^~:†&§@##                                          ##@§&†:~^,
,^~:†&§@##                                          ##@§&†:~^,
,^~~:::††§                                          §††:::~~^,
,^~:†&§@## 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. #§†:~^^,,,
,^~:†&§@##                                          ##@§&†:~^,
,^~:†&§@##                                          ##@§&†:~^,
,,,,,,~:&§                                          §&:~,,,,,,
,^~:†&§§§#                                          #§§§&†:~^,
,^~:†&§@##                                          ##@§&†:~^,