,,~»*%## ###&%*»~,,
,,,~»*%# ##&%*»~,,,
,,,,~»*% #&%*»~,,,,
,,,,,~»*%& &%*»~,,,,,
,,,,~»*% #&%*»~,,,,
,,,~»*%# 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. ###&%*»~,,
,~»*%### ####&%*»~,
,,~»*%## ###&%*»~,,
,,,~»*%# ##&%*»~,,,
,,,,~»*% #&%*»~,,,,
,,,,,~»*%& &%*»~,,,,,