| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: and instructional carton, a broken fountain pen, some oddly snipped
fragments of fur and tent cloth, a used electric battery with
circular of directions, a folder that came with our type of tent
heater, and a sprinkling of crumpled papers. It was all bad enough
but when we smoothed out the papers and looked at what was on
them, we felt we had come to the worst. We had found certain inexplicably
blotted papers at the camp which might have prepared us, yet the
effect of the sight down there in the prehuman vaults of a nightmare
city was almost too much to bear.
A mad Gedney might have made
the groups of dots in imitation of those found on the greenish
At the Mountains of Madness |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Letters from England by Elizabeth Davis Bancroft: missing. I shall make you laugh and Mrs. Goodwin stare, by some of
my housekeeping stories, the next evening I pass in your little
pleasant parlor (a word unknown here).
LETTER: To W.D.B. and A.B.
LONDON, January 10, 1847
My very dear Children: . . . Yesterday we dined at Lady
Charleville's, the old lady of eighty-four, at whose house I
mentioned an evening visit in my last, and I must tell you all about
it to entertain dear Grandma. I will be minute for once, and give
you the LITTLE details of a London dinner, and they are all
precisely alike. We arrived at Cavendish Square a quarter before
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Oakdale Affair by Edgar Rice Burroughs: by the uncanny death below. With a firm hand he shot
the bolt. "Leave go of me," he said; "I shan't leave you
unless she calls for help in articulate words."
The boy rose and, trembling, pressed close to the
man who, involuntarily, threw a protecting arm about
the slim figure. The girl, too, drew nearer, while the two
yeggmen rose and stood in rigid silence by the window.
From below came an occasional rattle of the chain, fol-
lowed after a few minutes by the now familiar clanking
as the iron links scraped across the flooring. Mingled
with the sound of the chain there rose to them what
The Oakdale Affair |
