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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] "The Glassman changes the course of events with truth and lies. […] Hers are the hidden arts by which the Gallery of Serpents was made. She has ventured into the Marches beyond the sight of all glass, and uncovered the source of the Writhing River." [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure description | - You stagger from the mirror mostly starved and barely lucid. There is a ladylike scream. […] you hadn't time to find your own mirror. […] you advise your hostess against looking in her mirror unless she's very, very partial to snakes.
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| Success description | - You bid farewell to your acolytes, for they cannot follow. The mirror's glass is like […] the Marches wait.
When you find the Writhing River […] Your journey takes you down into […]
Here, in a humid basin […] You can use that…
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| Failure summary | - The Writhing River found you first, and it chased you across half the Marches! You fled through a random mirror -- into a lady's bedroom. You hastily jot down your newfound knowledge of the Marches' geography with the nearest writing utensils: a pen, ink, and a cotton bedsheet . You give your shocked hostess a piece of advice before departing with her inked bedclothes.
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| Description | - "The Glassman changes the course of events with truth and lies. […] Hers are the hidden arts by which the Gallery of Serpents was made. She has ventured into the Marches beyond the sight of all glass, and uncovered the source of the Writhing River."
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| Success summary | - You bid your Acolytes a farewell before immersing yourself in the mysteries of the Marches.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] "The Glassman changes the course of events with truth and lies. […] Hers are the hidden arts by which the Gallery of Serpents was made. She has ventured into the Marches beyond the sight of all glass, and uncovered the source of the Writhing River." [Find the rest of the story at ]
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