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¨§§¨§§¨¨¨§                                          ¨¨§§§§§¨¨§
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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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