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Your feet touch solid ground as you step off the broken tip of your fresh-cut log. The old tree had been easy to life. It was as old as you thought and made the perfect bridge. Your effort paid off, for you are still remarkably dry. Continuing on, you come across a large boulder. Upon the boulder lie two perfectly smooth rocks. Both of them have a word inscribed legibly. The one on the left reads "Honor". The one on the right reads "Victory". You know you must touch one, but which one? You slowly outstretch your hand to ... |