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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: use of rude bridges of fallen timber. It appeared to be a frequented
path. Underneath were the black, impenetrable abysses - on the
surface were the glaring sunshine, the gay, painted rocks, the
chaotic tangle of strange plants. There were countless reptiles and
insects. The latter were thicker built than those of Earth -
consequently still more disgusting, and some of them were of enormous
size. One monstrous insect, as large as a horse, stood right in the
centre of their path without budging. It was armour-plated, had jaws
like scimitars, and underneath its body was a forest of legs.
Tydomin gave one malignant look at it, and sent it crashing into the
gulf.
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