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By a curious coincidence the resulting word perfectly expressed the way Arthur was feeling about things just then. He stared at it for a moment.
.. down and down seemingly forever... a breathtaking, intimidating and yet somehow inspiring sight. Tell me what's going on! The Journalist was pinning Scraliontis's arms to his side.
The cavernous grand hall inside was lit by windows of pale blue glass set between polished white marble columns topped with gold capitals, and by dozens of lamps spaced along the walls.