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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: fuel tank, in the interest of greater lightness, had been only
partly filled; hence we now had to exert caution in our explorations.
Even so, however, we covered an enormous extent of ground - or,
rather, air - after swooping down to a level where the wind became
virtually negligible. There seemed to be no limit to the mountain
range, or to the length of the frightful stone city which bordered
its inner foothills. Fifty miles of flight in each direction showed
no major change in the labyrinth of rock and masonry that clawed
up corpselike through the eternal ice. There were, though, some
highly absorbing diversifications; such as the carvings on the
canyon where that broad river had once pierced the foothills and
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