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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: saw beyond. It was an impressive gesture, and Madeline, never
having climbed as high as this, anticipated much.
Majesty surmounted the last few steps and, snorting, halted
beside Stewart's black. To Madeline the scene was as if the
world had changed. The ridge was a mountain-top. It dropped
before her into a black, stone-ridged, shrub-patched,
many-canoned gulf. Eastward, beyond the gulf, round, bare
mountain-heads loomed up. Upward, on the right, led giant steps
of cliff and bench and weathered slope to the fir-bordered and
pine-fringed crags standing dark and bare against the stormy sky.
Massed inky clouds were piling across the peaks, obscuring the
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