,,,,^«/†@£                                          £@†/«^,,,,
,,,^«/†@£#                                          #£@†/«^,,,
,,^«/†@£#@                                          @#£@†/«^,,
,^«/†@£#@#                                          #@#£@†/«^,
,,^«/†@£#@                                          @#£@†/«^,,
,,,^«/†@£# 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.           £@†/«^,,,,
,,,^«/†@£#                                          #£@†/«^,,,
,,^«/†@£#@ ######################################## @#£@†/«^,,
,^«/†@£#@# #                                      # #@#£@†/«^,
,,^«/†@£#@ # #@#@@@£@££££££££££££££££££££@£@@@#@# # @#£@†/«^,,
,,,^«/†@£# # @                                  @ # #£@†/«^,,,
,,,,^«/†@£ @ @ @##£†£††††††††††††††††††††£†£##@ @ @ £@†/«^,,,,
,,,,,^«/†@ # @ @                              @ @ # @†/«^,,,,,
,,,,^«/†@£ # @ @   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.              #£@†/«^,,,
,,^«/†@£#@                                          @#£@†/«^,,
,^«/†@£#@#                                          #@#£@†/«^,
,,^«/†@£#@                                          @#£@†/«^,,
,,,^«/†@£#                                          #£@†/«^,,,
,,,,^«/†@£                                          £@†/«^,,,,