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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.             #&†;;,,,,,
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,,,,,-;;$# And  Elves  Came   As  Miners,  And  The #$;;-,,,,,
,,,,,-;;$#            Sludge Was Bottled.           #$;;-,,,,,
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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.      , , , ####&$;-,,
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,,-;†$&### , , , 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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