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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: that treacherous and sinister white immensity of tempests and
unfathomed mysteries which stretched off for some fifteen hundred
miles to the half-known, half-suspected coast line of Queen Mary
and Knox Lands.
Then, in about an hour and a half more, came
that doubly excited message from Lake’s moving plane, which almost
reversed my sentiments and made me wish I had accompanied the
party:
"10:05 P.M. On the wing. After snowstorm, have spied
mountain range ahead higher than any hitherto seen. May equal
Himalayas, allowing for height of plateau. Probable Latitude 76°
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