| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tik-Tok of Oz by L. Frank Baum: seemed to fill the room. Polychrome, being
herself a fairy, had many questions to ask about
the various Kings and Queens who lived in this
far-away, secluded place, and before Erma had
finished answering them a rosy glow filled the
room and Firelight took her place beside the
Queen.
Betsy liked Firelight, but to gaze upon her warm
and glowing features made the little girl sleepy,
and presently she began to nod. There-upon Erma
rose and took Betsy's hand gently in her own.
Tik-Tok of Oz |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom by William and Ellen Craft: But, after puzzling our brains for years, we were
reluctantly driven to the sad conclusion, that it
was almost impossible to escape from slavery in
Georgia, and travel 1,000 miles across the slave
States. We therefore resolved to get the consent
of our owners, be married, settle down in slavery,
and endeavour to make ourselves as comfortable
as possible under that system; but at the same
time ever to keep our dim eyes steadily fixed
upon the glimmering hope of liberty, and earnestly
pray God mercifully to assist us to escape from our
Running a Thousand Miles for Freedom |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: that was exceedingly unhealthy.
"Oh, I am well enough," he answered almost peevishly, for these allusions
to his looks were becoming more frequent than he savoured.
"Gad!" cried Sir Rowland's deep voice, "you'll need to be well. I have
work for you to-morrow, Dick."
Dick did not appear to share his enthusiasm. "I am sick of the work you
discover for us, Rowland," he answered ungraciously.
But Blake showed no resentment. "Maybe you'll find the present task
more to your taste. If it's deeds of derring-do you pine for, I am the
man to satisfy you." He smiled grimly, his bold grey eyes glancing
across at Ruth, who was observing him, listening.
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