A dream of a high mountain path
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You dream that you are […] in the company of the Scowling Flint Idol, […] "Eden lies just there," The Idol whispers. "You can't enter like that. But this will hide you." It holds out a crumpled, flesh-coloured thing, like a rubber mask with a wig attached.
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