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&$*:^¨¨¨¨¨ Gray  Skies,  Swirling  With Soot. Stony ¨¨¨¨¨^:*$&
&**--¨¨¨¨¨ Ground  With  No  Hints  Of  Vegetation. ¨¨¨¨¨--**&
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##@&$*:-^¨ Below   The  Surface  Are   The   Mines, ¨^-:*$&@##
###&$*:-^¨ Spiraling  Down Into  The  Crust.  Small ¨^-:*$&###
##@&$*:-^¨ Compared To The  Caverns They Eventually ¨^-:*$&@##
&&***:-^¨¨ Reach And  Join With. The Temperature Is ¨¨^-:***&&
#&&$$*:-^¨ Higher Down Here, And The  View  Is  Not ¨^-:*$$&&#
&$:::-^¨¨¨ As  Monochrome:  A  Green  Light Beckons ¨¨¨^-:::$&
##@&$*:-^¨               From Below.                ¨^-:*$&@##
###&$*:-^¨                                          ¨^-:*$&###
##@&$*:-^¨ Long Ago, There Was A  Lifeform Here. In ¨^-:*$&@##
##@&$*:-^¨ The  Center  Of The Planetoid, Something ¨^-:*$&@##
##@&$*:-^¨ Dormant,  Waiting For  A Collision  With ¨^-:*$&@##
##@&$*:-^¨ Another   Body.   But   No  Planet   Was ¨^-:*$&@##
##@&$*:-^¨ Reached, And  Over  Time,  The  Seedling ¨^-:*$&@##
&$$:^^^¨¨¨             Became A Sludge.             ¨¨¨^^^:$$&
##@&$*:-^¨                                          ¨^-:*$&@##
##@&$*:-^¨ And  Elves  Came  As  Miners,   And  The ¨^-:*$&@##
##@&$*:-^¨            Sludge Was Bottled.           ¨^-:*$&@##
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##@&$*:-^¨ ######################################## ¨^-:*$&@##
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##@&$*:-^¨ @ # #                              # # @ ¨^-:*$&@##
@@&&$*:-^¨ @ # #   The Cargo Ship Is Filled,  # # @ ¨^-:*$&&@@
##@&$*:-^¨ $ # @      Prepared For Launch,    @ # $ ¨^-:*$&@##
##@&$*:-^¨ * @ @   Ignition Sequence Started  @ @ * ¨^-:*$&@##
&$*:^¨¨¨¨¨ : & @    Hours Ago. Elves In The   @ & : ¨¨¨¨¨^:*$&
@&&$$*:-^¨ : * &   Passenger Cabin, Not Yet   & * : ¨^-:*$$&&@
#@&&$*:-^¨ - : &   Seated. But Something Is   & : - ¨^-:*$&&@#
@@@&$*:-^¨ - - $   Wrong. There Is Something  $ - - ¨^-:*$&@@@
##@&$*:-^¨ ^ ^ *   Green Around Their Mouths. * ^ ^ ¨^-:*$&@##
#&$:^¨¨¨¨¨ ^ ^ : The Sludge Has Been Sampled, : ^ ^ ¨¨¨¨¨^:$&#
@&***:^¨¨¨ ^ ^ -     Entertained, And Then    - ^ ^ ¨¨¨^:***&@
##@&$*:-^¨ ^ ^ ^      Finally Binged On.      ^ ^ ^ ¨^-:*$&@##
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#&$*-^¨¨¨¨ ¨ ¨ ¨ The Engines Are Burning Hot, ¨ ¨ ¨ ¨¨¨¨^-*$&#
&&*:^¨¨¨¨¨         And The Ship Accelerates         ¨¨¨¨¨^:*&&
##@&$*:-^¨           Away. The Elves Have           ¨^-:*$&@##
&**---^¨¨¨        Strapped Themselves In, And       ¨¨¨^---**&
@$$*--^¨¨¨       Are Lying Completely Still,        ¨¨¨^--*$$@
##@&$*:-^¨               Like Corpses.              ¨^-:*$&@##
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