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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: this thing back and shewing it to my son if it were indeed a reality.
My head swam frightfully, even though there were no visible objects
in the unbroken gloom to swirl about me. Ideas and images of the
starkest terror - excited by vistas which my glimpse had opened
up - began to throng in upon me and cloud my senses.
I thought
of those possible prints in the dust, and trembled at the sound
of my own breathing as I did so. Once again I flashed on the light
and looked at the page as a serpent's victim may look at his destroyer's
eyes and fangs.
Then, with clumsy fingers, in the dark, I closed
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