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| rdfs:label | - Take notes on your experiences
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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] You can read them later to your associates, who will no doubt be suitably impressed. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Success title | - You place a drop of honey on your tongue, lie back and close your eyes, pen and notebook close at hand.
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| Failure title | - You place a drop of honey on your tongue, lie back and close your eyes, pen and notebook close at hand.
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| Failure description | - […]You find yourself in a bleached desert of ash and white stone, inhabited only by broken statues which spit acid when you wander too close.
[…]When you return to the honey-den, your clothes are[…]badly marked with stains and holes from the acid[…]
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| From Card/Storylet title | - Deepen your acquaintance with prisoner's honey
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| Rare Success description | - […]Mourners pass between them, carrying candles in their left hands and crystal glasses of sunlit wine in their right. You make your way between the thrones, reading the names on each. Ezekiah Hepthwaite. Victoria Ambrose. Antonio Feducci. And you[…]
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| Rare Success title | - You are in a graveyard of thrones...
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| Success description | - […]moonlit garden of white flowers and weeping statues. The statues, like the garden, are very beautiful, but the effect is rather melancholy and you are not entirely sorry to return.
The honey-den's proprietor reads your notes and [is] delighted[…]
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| Failure summary | - Yes, it was your subconscious. No, it was not the honey. The proprietor refuses to have anything more to do with you and your outfit. You'll just have to repair the damage yourself.
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| Description | - You can read them later to your associates, who will no doubt be suitably impressed.
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| Success summary | - Your dreams will make good press for the proprietor. You earn a small token of his gratitude.
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| Rare Success summary | - The inscription on your throne recounts your death in elegant verse. Or what would have been your death. Now you can make sure it won't be.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] You can read them later to your associates, who will no doubt be suitably impressed. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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