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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.               ,@@,@,@,@,
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@,,@,@@,,, 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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