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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] Wait for the wind to come, and listen to it. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure description | - You stand on the cliff-top, looking over the Island's village. Smoke from the chimneys of the Cock and Magpie drifts straight upwards. There's not a breeze to ruffle your hair nor to lift your collar. […]
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The scream subsides, giving way to a susurrus that surrounds you suddenly with the illusion of whispering voices. You could swear you hear words - 'at the edge', 'in the depths', 'under the pole', 'nowhere nowhere nowhere nowhere...'
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| Success description | - […]
What a noise! It must be the caves around the island channeling the air. At least, that's the most comforting explanation. Below you, the locals each take nips from a shared flask and make a toast towards the mainland. The wind is a Southerly.
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| Description | - Wait for the wind to come, and listen to it.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] Wait for the wind to come, and listen to it. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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