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| rdfs:comment | - From: [[]] A child's skeleton lies near the door in a tumble of bones, as if someone had kicked it carelessly aside on entering. There are rows of empty wooden shelves, traces of candlewax, a writing-desk spattered with ink: but no-one's been here in a while. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Failure description | - A single broken amulet that you might be able to sell. Rat-corpses. Phosphorescent slugs. Graffiti in languages unspoken by any living scholar. No trace of a clue.
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| From Card/Storylet title | - Ambition: Nemesis 9 - Forgotten Quarter 3
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| Success description | - Among the litter of Fourth City relics[…] you unearth a single jar that might once have contained honey. A label reads: 'O.T.T. Jun. MDCCCLXXXIV'. In order to fit […] the writer has had to crab their writing up small and curl it round the edge […]
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| Description | - A child's skeleton lies near the door in a tumble of bones, as if someone had kicked it carelessly aside on entering. There are rows of empty wooden shelves, traces of candlewax, a writing-desk spattered with ink: but no-one's been here in a while.
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| abstract | - From: [[]] A child's skeleton lies near the door in a tumble of bones, as if someone had kicked it carelessly aside on entering. There are rows of empty wooden shelves, traces of candlewax, a writing-desk spattered with ink: but no-one's been here in a while. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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