Attachment 110645 Details for Bug 81403 – LibreOffice HTML

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><div align="center" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Chapter
>One</span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">
>     </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Eternal
>Night</span></span></span></span></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><br /></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><br /></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><br /></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	I</span></span></span></span></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><br /></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	The
>moment Galactic Imperial Fleet captain, Siegfried Kircheis, stepped
>onto the bridge, he stopped thoughtfully. Countless specks of light
>inlaid the abyss of the universe, and they enveloped Siegfriedâs
>body with an overwhelming sense of infinity. </span></span></span></span>
></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><br /></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	ââ¦â¦â¦â</span></span></span></span></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><br /></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	It
>was as if his entire being was floating in the boundless darkness,
>but this illusion disappeared quickly. The bridge of Flagship
></span></span><span style="color: blue;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="http://gineipaedia.com/wiki/Reinhard_von_M%C3%BCsel#The_Br.C3.BCnhild"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">BrÃ¼nhild</span></span></a></u></span></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">
>was shaped in a giant hemisphere. The hemisphereâs spherical part
>was the bridgeâs upper half, and it was covered with a single
>screen resembling a transparent piece of glass that allowed one to
>clearly observe the universe outside. </span></span></span></span>
></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	</span></span></span></span></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	After
>his momentary sensibility subsided, Kircheis re-inspected his
>surroundings. Within this spacious room, the lighting system
>controlled the brightness to produce a thin layer of darkness. 
>Numerous screens both large and small, consoles, gauges, computers,
>and communication devises, etc, were arranged in an orderly geometric
>pattern. People walked back and forth, and the movements of their
>heads, arms, and legs made it easy for one to imagine schools of fish
>riding along with the currents. </span></span></span></span>
></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><br /></div>
><div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
><span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	A
>hint of odor stimulated Kircheisâs nostrils. It was the scent of
>adrenaline produced by nervous people under a state of fight or
>flight, mixed with the electronic odor that machines emitted in the
>recycled oxygen. It was a scent that spacemen found to be most
>familiar.&nbsp;</span></span></span></span>
></div>

<div align="center" style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Chapter
One</span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">
     </span></span></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Eternal
Night</span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	I</span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	The
moment Galactic Imperial Fleet captain, Siegfried Kircheis, stepped
onto the bridge, he stopped thoughtfully. Countless specks of light
inlaid the abyss of the universe, and they enveloped Siegfriedâs
body with an overwhelming sense of infinity. </span></span></span></span>
</div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	ââ¦â¦â¦â</span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	It
was as if his entire being was floating in the boundless darkness,
but this illusion disappeared quickly. The bridge of Flagship
</span></span><span style="color: blue;"><span lang="zxx"><u><a href="http://gineipaedia.com/wiki/Reinhard_von_M%C3%BCsel#The_Br.C3.BCnhild"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">BrÃ¼nhild</span></span></a></u></span></span><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">
was shaped in a giant hemisphere. The hemisphereâs spherical part
was the bridgeâs upper half, and it was covered with a single
screen resembling a transparent piece of glass that allowed one to
clearly observe the universe outside. </span></span></span></span>
</div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	</span></span></span></span></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	After
his momentary sensibility subsided, Kircheis re-inspected his
surroundings. Within this spacious room, the lighting system
controlled the brightness to produce a thin layer of darkness. 
Numerous screens both large and small, consoles, gauges, computers,
and communication devises, etc, were arranged in an orderly geometric
pattern. People walked back and forth, and the movements of their
heads, arms, and legs made it easy for one to imagine schools of fish
riding along with the currents. </span></span></span></span>
</div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<br /></div>
<div style="line-height: 100%; margin-bottom: 0in;">
<span style="font-family: Consolas, serif;"><span style="font-size: 10pt;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">	A
hint of odor stimulated Kircheisâs nostrils. It was the scent of
adrenaline produced by nervous people under a state of fight or
flight, mixed with the electronic odor that machines emitted in the
recycled oxygen. It was a scent that spacemen found to be most
familiar.&nbsp;</span></span></span></span>
</div>

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