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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Shadow out of Time by H. P. Lovecraft: earth and its organic life. Dormant, rudimentary senses seemed
to start into vitality within me, telling of pits and voids peopled
by floating horrors and leading to sunless crags and oceans and
teeming cities of windowless, basalt towers upon which no light
ever shone.
Secrets of the primal planet and its immemorial
aeons flashed through my brain without the aid of sight or sound,
and there were known to me things which not even the wildest of
my former dreams had ever suggested. And all the while cold fingers
of damp vapor clutched and picked at me, and that eldritch, damnable
whistling shrieked fiendishly above all the alternations of babel
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