,,---~**@#                                          #@**~---,,
,-~†**§@##                                          ##@§**†~-,
,-~†**§@##                                          ##@§**†~-,
,,,,,-~~*§                                          §*~~-,,,,,
,,,,~†***@                                          @***†~,,,,
,,,,--~*§@ 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. @§§§**†~-,
,-~~~†**§#                                          #§**†~~~-,
,-~†**§@##                                          ##@§**†~-,
,-~†**§@##                                          ##@§**†~-,
,-~†**§@##                                          ##@§**†~-,
,,,--~*§@@                                          @@§*~--,,,