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| rdfs:label | - That Which Has Taken a Name
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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] A deep pond of thick, viscous fluid. A black stone thing made of spikes floats near the surface. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Success title | |
| LuckChallenge | - the odds are strongly against you here.
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| Failure title | |
| Failure description | - The spiked thing bobs silently in the thick water. A glint of light off glass, far off through the mist. Who knows that you're here?
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| From Card/Storylet title | - The Sights of Wilmot's End
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| Success description | - 'I hate it here,' says the grey-skinned man, to nobody in particular. A thrown pebble bounces off the spiked stone thing. 'I have no secrets to take.'
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| dbkwik:fallenlondon/property/wikiPageUsesTemplate | |
| Description | - A deep pond of thick, viscous fluid. A black stone thing made of spikes floats near the surface.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] A deep pond of thick, viscous fluid. A black stone thing made of spikes floats near the surface. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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