The Sphinx had gone to some pains to elaborate upon the exact proportion of their despair, assuring Edith that should the medium in the reservoir degrade, the resulting explosion would be enough to fill the entire valley with a fireball so intense it would liquefy the ground down to the bedrock. The Tower would simply cease to be, along with every man, woman, and child inside it. The sky would go black. An impenetrable winter would settle upon the land. The nation of Ur would be ravaged by famine. And in the span of a generation, the epilogue of human history would be written on the wall of a
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