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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Salammbo by Gustave Flaubert: architecture. Suddenly they felt something strangely soft beneath
their feet. Sparks crackled and leaped; they were walking in fire.
Spendius touched the ground and perceived that it was carefully
carpeted with lynx skins; then it seemed to them that a big cord, wet,
cold, and viscous, was gliding between their legs. Through some
fissures cut in the wall there fell thin white rays, and they advanced
by this uncertain light. At last they distinguished a large black
serpent. It darted quickly away and disappeared.
"Let us fly!" exclaimed Matho. "It is she! I feel her; she is coming."
"No, no," replied Spendius, "the temple is empty."
Then a dazzling light made them lower their eyes. Next they perceived
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