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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: dropping suddenly over the edge of the down, I found myself in a new
world of warmth and shelter. The wind, from which I had escaped, 'as
from an enemy,' was seemingly quite local. It carried no clouds with
it, and came from such a quarter that it did not trouble the sea
within view. The two castles, black and ruinous as the rocks about
them, were still distinguishable from these by something more
insecure and fantastic in the outline, something that the last storm
had left imminent and the next would demolish entirely. It would be
difficult to render in words the sense of peace that took possession
of me on these three afternoons. It was helped out, as I have said,
by the contrast. The shore was battered and bemauled by previous
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