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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Heroes by Charles Kingsley: Medeia held him back, and pointed, shuddering, to the tree-
foot, where the mighty serpent lay, coiled in and out among
the roots, with a body like a mountain pine. His coils
stretched many a fathom, spangled with bronze and gold; and
half of him they could see, but no more, for the rest lay in
the darkness far beyond.
And when he saw them coming he lifted up his head, and
watched them with his small bright eyes, and flashed his
forked tongue, and roared like the fire among the woodlands,
till the forest tossed and groaned. For his cries shook the
trees from leaf to root, and swept over the long reaches of
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