¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨ ¨¨¨¨¨&¨¨¨¨
&&&&&&&&&& &&&&¨¨¨&&&
&&&&&&&&&& &&&¨¨&¨¨&&
&&&&&&&&&& &&¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&
&&&&&&&&&¨ &¨¨&&&&&¨¨
¨&&&&&&&¨¨ 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. &¨¨¨¨¨¨¨¨&
¨¨¨¨&&¨¨&& ¨¨&&&&&&¨¨
&&&¨¨¨¨¨¨& &¨¨&&&&¨¨&
&&¨¨&&&&¨¨ ¨¨¨¨&&¨¨¨¨
¨¨¨¨¨&&¨¨¨ &&&¨¨¨¨&&¨
&&&&¨¨¨¨&& &&¨¨&&¨¨¨¨