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,@,,,,,@,@                                          ,,,@@,,,,,
,@@,,,,@@@                                          @,,@,@,,,,
,@,@,,,@,,                                          ,@,@@@@,,,
,@@@@,,@@, Gray  Skies, Swirling  With  Soot. Stony @@@@,,,@,,
,@,,,@,@,@ Ground  With  No  Hints  Of  Vegetation. ,,,,@,,@@,
,@@,,@@@@@                                          @,,,@@,@,@
@@,@,@,,,, 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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,@@@@@@@,@ ######################################## ,,@@,,@,,@
@@,,,,,,@@ #                                      # ,,@,@,@@,@
,,@,,,,,@, # ######@#@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@#@###### # @,@@@@@,@@
@,@@,,,,@@ # #                                  # # @@@,,,,@@,
@@@,@,,,@, # # ###@*@********************@*@### # # ,,,@,,,@,@
,,,@@@,,@@ # # #                              # # # ,,,@@,,@@@
@,,@,,@,@, # # #   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.      ^ ^ ^ ,,@@@,,,,,
@,,,@@,,,@ , , ,                              , , , @,@,,@,,,,
@@,,@,@,,@ , , , 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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