| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pocket Diary Found in the Snow by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: worthy man. With great friendliness he inquired when the gentlemen
would like to ascend the tower. "At once," was the answer.
The sexton took a bunch of keys and told the strangers to follow
him. A few moments later Muller and his companion stood in the
tiny belfry room of the slender spire. The fat sexton, to his own
great satisfaction, had yielded to their request not to undertake
the steep ascent. The cloudless sky lay crystal clear over the
still sleeping city and the wide spread snow-covered fields which
lay close at hand, beyond the church. On the one side were gardens
and the low rambling buildings of the convent, and on the other
were huddled high-piled dwellings of poverty.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tik-Tok of Oz by L. Frank Baum: overgrown. His body was a lovely sky-blue in color
and it was thickly set with glittering silver
scales, each one as big as a serving-tray. Around
his neck was a pink ribbon with a bow just under
his left ear, and below the ribbon appeared a
chain of pearls to which was attached a golden
locket about as large around as the end of a bass
drum. This locket was set with many large and
beautiful jewels.
The head and face of Quox were not especially
ugly, when you consider that he was a dragon; but
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Perfect Wagnerite: A Commentary on the Niblung's Ring by George Bernard Shaw: fear, and death. The musical phrase accompanying this outburst
was a veritable harmonic and melodic bogey to mid-century ears,
though time has now robbed it of its terrors. It sounds again
when Fafnir slays Fasolt, and on every subsequent occasion when
the ring brings death to its holder. This episode must justify
itself purely as a piece of stage sensationalism. On deeper
ground it is superfluous and confusing, as the ruin to which the
pursuit of riches leads needs no curse to explain it; nor is
there any sense in investing Alberic with providential powers in
the matter.
THE VALKYRIES
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