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|Unlocked with = {{World Unlock|London's Shame|exactly 1}}, {{Unlock|In Search of an Itinerant Address|exactly 8}}, {{Unlock|Pedestrian Peregrinations|7}} | |Unlocked with = {{World Unlock|London's Shame|exactly 1}}, {{Unlock|In Search of an Itinerant Address|exactly 8}}, {{Unlock|Pedestrian Peregrinations|7}} | ||
|Success title = Veneration of a lost sun | |Success title = Veneration of a lost sun | ||
− | |Success description = There are streets that are longer in one direction, and shortcuts that can only be found while blindfolded. There is a crossroads [ | + | |Success description = There are streets that are longer in one direction, and shortcuts that can only be found while blindfolded. There is a crossroads [...] from which all paths lead east [...] There is a cul-de-sac [...] in which the night is darker than anywhere else. |
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|Success summary = The rest of the description varies based on the current level of {{IL|Shifting Streets}}. | |Success summary = The rest of the description varies based on the current level of {{IL|Shifting Streets}}. | ||
{{Variant table|Condition = Shifting Streets|Effect = Description|Compact = yes | {{Variant table|Condition = Shifting Streets|Effect = Description|Compact = yes | ||
− | |Value 50000 - 100000 = [ | + | |Value 50000 - 100000 = [...] |
− | A shrine waits within [ | + | A shrine waits within [...] And [...] a most singular mural. |
− | [ | + | [...] a vast disc gleams [...] From the disc erupts a halo of grasping rays [...] At the terminus of each finger-thin ray of sunlight is a hand. Open-palmed. Beckoning. |
− | There is no such star above you now. [ | + | There is no such star above you now. [...] |
− | |Value ? - 49999 = [ | + | |Value ? - 49999 = [...] Tablets of scorch-blackened granite, [...] half-melted by unearthly heat. |
− | [ | + | [...]The Correspondence, [...] imperfectly captured in stone. |
− | [ | + | [...] you reconstruct the sigils in your mind. [...] A relative, afflicted with limerence. [...] To become fire rather than be burned. [...] |
− | [ | + | [...] |
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