| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Call of the Canyon by Zane Grey: hardly endure the tedious hours. The majestic Hudson and the palatial
mansions on the wooded bluffs proclaimed to Carley that she was back in the
East. How long a time seemed to have passed! Either she was not the same or
the aspect of everything had changed. But she believed that as soon as she
got over the ordeal of meeting her friends, and was home again, she would
soon see things rationally.
At last the train sheered away from the broad Hudson and entered the
environs of New York. Carley sat perfectly still, to all outward appearances a calm,
superbly-poised New York woman returning home, but inwardly
raging with contending tides. In her own sight she was a disgraceful
failure, a prodigal sneaking back to the ease and protection of loyal
The Call of the Canyon |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge by Ambrose Bierce: thirst; he relieved its fever by thrusting it forward from
between his teeth into the cold air. How softly the turf had
carpeted the untraveled avenue -- he could no longer feel the
roadway beneath his feet!
Doubtless, despite his suffering, he had fallen asleep while
walking, for now he sees another scene -- perhaps he has
merely recovered from a delirium. He stands at the gate of
his own home. All is as he left it, and all bright and
beautiful in the morning sunshine. He must have traveled the
entire night. As he pushes open the gate and passes up the
wide white walk, he sees a flutter of female garments; his
An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: he might the syllables taken down amongst the diabolist Esquimaux.
There then followed an exhaustive comparison of details, and a
moment of really awed silence when both detective and scientist
agreed on the virtual identity of the phrase common to two hellish
rituals so many worlds of distance apart. What, in substance,
both the Esquimaux wizards and the Louisiana swamp-priests had
chanted to their kindred idols was something very like this: the
word-divisions being guessed at from traditional breaks in the
phrase as chanted aloud:
"Ph'nglui mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh
wgah'nagl fhtagn."
Call of Cthulhu |
