On the whole, it was worth the trip. The plains really were broad and grain-
gold, if scarred with fences and agricultural crawlers. The mountains were
overwhelming. And however much of the capital city is crusted with squat brick
and faceless concrete hulks, there are still flashes of its historic charm.
You've seen spires above the streets -- tiny green parks below tenements --
hidden jewels of fountains beyond walls. Any bland alley can conceal balconies
wrought into iron gardens, fiery mosaics, a tree or bed of flowers nurtured by
who knows who.
This alley, however, is a total washout. It ends in flat bare dirty brick, and
you've found nothing but a door which lacks even the courtesy of a handle.
Maybe you should call it a day.
Spider And Web
Interactive Fiction
Copyright 1997-8 by Andrew Plotkin.
(First-time players should type "about". For credits, "credits".)
Release 4 / Serial number 980226 / Inform v6.14 Library 6/6
Standard interpreter 1.0
End of Alley
It's a narrow dead end here, with walls rising oppressively high in three
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