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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.            &$$$†--,,,
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,^-†$%&### ######################################## ###&%$†-^,
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,^-†$%&### # # ###&$&$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$&$&### # # ###&%$†-^,
,^-†††%%&& # # #                              # # # &&%%†††-^,
,^-†$%&### # # #   The Cargo Ship Is Filled,  # # # ###&%$†-^,
,^-†$%&### % # #      Prepared For Launch,    # # % ###&%$†-^,
,^-†$%&### $ # #   Ignition Sequence Started  # # $ ###&%$†-^,
,^---$$&&# † & #    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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