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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: of one mother. And as I looked, I saw, far off to the northward, a speck
within the sky, so small it was, and so high it was, that the eye scarce
might mark it. Then it came nearer and hovered over the spot where the two
beasts fed:--and its neck was bare, and its beak was hooked, and its talons
were long, and its wings strong. And it hovered over the field where the
two beasts were; and I saw it settle down upon a great white stone; and it
waited. And I saw more specks to the northward, and more and more came
onward to join him who sat upon the stone. And some hovered over the
beasts, and some sharpened their beaks on the stones; and some walked in
and out between the beasts' legs. And I saw that they were waiting for
something.
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