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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: Their images with Them.
These Great Old Ones, Castro continued,
were not composed altogether of flesh and blood. They had shape
- for did not this star-fashioned image prove it? - but that shape
was not made of matter. When the stars were right, They could
plunge from world to world through the sky; but when the stars
were wrong, They could not live. But although They no longer lived,
They would never really die. They all lay in stone houses in Their
great city of R'lyeh, preserved by the spells of mighty Cthulhu
for a glorious surrection when the stars and the earth might once
more be ready for Them. But at that time some force from outside
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