| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey: It 'll be great. Watch Dick and watch Laddy! If there's any gun
play, dodge behind me."
Belding smiled with a grim pleasure as he saw Mr. Gales' face turn
white.
Dick halted beside the table. His heavy boot shot up, and with a
crash the table split, and glasses, cards, chips flew everywhere.
As they rattled down and the chairs of the dumfounded players
began to slide Dick called out: "My name is Gale. I'm looking
for Mr. Radford Chase."
A tall, heavy-shouldered fellow rose, boldly enough, even swaggeringly,
and glowered at Gale.
Desert Gold |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: laboured with picks and chisels. Before evening he had passed
eleven quarries; the land being here given over altogether to
onyx cliffs and boulders, with no vegetation at all, but only
great rocky fragments scattered about a floor of black earth,
with the grey impassable peaks always rising gaunt and sinister
on his right. The third night he spent in a camp of quarry men
whose flickering fires cast weird reflections on the polished
cliffs to the west. And they sang many songs and told many tales,
shewing such strange knowledge of the olden days and the habits
of gods that Carter could see they held many latent memories of
their sires the Great Ones. They asked him whither he went, and
The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Case of the Golden Bullet by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: room with his usual quiet tread. The commissioner saw nothing but
the usual humble business-like manner to which he was accustomed
- then suddenly something happened that came to him like a distinct
shock. Muller stopped in his walk so suddenly that one foot was
poised in the air. His bowed head was thrown back, his face
flushed to his forehead, and the papers trembled in his hands. He
ran the fingers of his unoccupied hand through his hair and murmured
audibly, "That dog! that dog!" It was evident that some thought
had struck him with such insistence as to render him oblivious of
his surroundings. Then he finally realised where he was, and walked
on quickly to Bauer's room, his face still flushed, his hands
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