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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: archway on my left. That I could find a clear passage up and down
the incline to all the surviving levels, I had, oddly, little
doubt. This vast, earth-protected pile, housing the annals of
all the solar system, had been built with supernal skill and strength
to last as long as that system itself.
Blocks of stupendous
size, poised with mathematical genius and bound with cements of
incredible toughness, had combined to form a mass as firm as the
planet's rocky core. Here, after ages more prodigious than I could
sanely grasp, its buried bulk stood in all its essential contours,
the vast, dust-drifted floors scarce sprinkled with the litter
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