From: [[]] Rotting flesh, decay, dust and frost-moths. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| rdfs:label
| - Describe your dreams of dead men
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| rdfs:comment
| - From: [[]] Rotting flesh, decay, dust and frost-moths. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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| Success title
| - 'To decay and still to live. A nightmarish tale indeed.'
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| Failure description
| - From somewhere behind your head, Dr Schlomo listens to your tales. 'Murderers,' he says, 'are often most afraid of death... excuse me. Is that the time? I must be going.'
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| - Allow Dr Schlomo to publish your dreams
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| Rare Success description
| - "[…] The living trapped in a grave, rotting from the inside, yes. Eaten by moths like silken bandages. A wicked pack of cards. What you have to say supports a theory held by a very dear, very old friend of mine. Very dear. Very old.'
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| Rare Success title
| - 'To decay and still to live. A nightmarish tale indeed.'
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| Success description
| - […] The metamorphosis of Death in unnatural immortality. The decay of the body and the decay of the soul. A wish to be separate. A wish to be transformed. In the mountains, there you feel free.' […] It's comforting to know there's an explanation […]
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| Description
| - Rotting flesh, decay, dust and frost-moths.
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| Success summary
| - Dr Schlomo offers a comfortingly sensible interpretation.
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| Rare Success summary
| - Dr Schlomo expands his notions on the metamorphosis.
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| abstract
| - From: [[]] Rotting flesh, decay, dust and frost-moths. [Find the rest of the story at ]
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