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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: an order of withdrawal, and the rowers pulled quietly out of the
harbour between the grey headlands while still the town was a
chaos of battle and conquest.
The Pickman ghoul allowed several
hours for the night-gaunts to make up their rudimentary minds
and overcome their fear of flying over the sea, and kept the galley
standing about a mile off the jagged rock while he waited, and
dressed the wounds of the injured men. Night fell, and the grey
twilight gave place to the sickly phosphorescence of low clouds,
and all the while the leaders watched the high peaks of that accursed
rock for signs of the night-gaunts' flight. Toward morning a black
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