Try using some of the tips in this thread to help weather the text. Old Paper and Faded Text
Try using some of the tips in this thread to help weather the text. Old Paper and Faded Text
This cavern is below all, and is the foe of all. It is hatred, without exception. This cavern knows no philosophers; its dagger has never cut a pen. Its blackness has no connection with the sublime blackness of the inkstand. Never have the fingers of night which contract beneath this stifling ceiling, turned the leaves of a book nor unfolded a newspaper.
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