My minds eye rolled back as a scroll to find myself standing with an ever increasing crowd come near to a crossroads. I look back and forth down the trailway and a herd come streaming down the mountain path more than the stars of heaven, streaming down a wide and brimming
terror, with screaming madmen and lunatics shouting out there machinations and austere thoughts drawn forth from a grain of sand or a rippling mountain creek. A small goat path leads upward into a howling blizzard with a sign that warned of barren deserts and dragons yet even
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with clairvoyant eye to be seen is only endless steps that lead up into looming crags and darkness. The hour has come, what will you do?
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