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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: about the great abyss; down whose sides paths, improved by the
Old Ones, led to the rocky shore of the hidden and nighted ocean.
To behold this fabulous gulf in stark reality was a lure which
seemed impossible of resistance once we knew of the thing - yet
we realized we must begin the quest at once if we expected to
include it in our present trip.
It was now 8 P.M., and we did
not have enough battery replacements to let our torches burn on
forever. We had done so much studying and copying below the glacial
level that our battery supply had had at least five hours of nearly
continuous use, and despite the special dry cell formula, would
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