The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The King of the Golden River by John Ruskin: were bright tongues of fiery cloud burning and quivering about them;
and the river, brighter than all, fell, in a waving column of pure
gold, from precipice to precipice, with the double arch of a broad
purple rainbow stretched across it, flushing and fading alternately
in the wreaths of spray.
"Ah!" said Gluck aloud, after he had looked at it for a
little while, "if that river were really all gold, what a nice
thing it would be."
"No, it wouldn't, Gluck," said a clear, metallic voice close
at his ear.
"Bless me, what's that?" exclaimed Gluck, jumping up. There
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The King of the Golden River by John Ruskin: usually slept in the same room. As the clock struck twelve they
were both awakened by a tremendous crash. Their door burst open
with a violence that shook the house from top to bottom.
"What's that?" cried Schwartz, starting up in his bed.
"Only I," said the little gentleman.
The two brothers sat up on their bolster and stared into the
darkness. The room was full of water, and by a misty moonbeam,
which found its way through a hole in the shutter, they could see in
the midst of it an enormous foam globe, spinning round and bobbing
up and down like a cork, on which, as on a most luxurious cushion,
reclined the little old gentleman, cap and all. There was plenty of
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: present voodoo orgy was, indeed, on the merest fringe of this
abhorred area, but that location was bad enough; hence perhaps
the very place of the worship had terrified the squatters more
than the shocking sounds and incidents.
Only poetry or madness
could do justice to the noises heard by Legrasse's men as they
ploughed on through the black morass toward the red glare and
muffled tom-toms. There are vocal qualities peculiar to men, and
vocal qualities peculiar to beasts; and it is terrible to hear
the one when the source should yield the other. Animal fury and
orgiastic license here whipped themselves to daemoniac heights
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