| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from An Historical Mystery by Honore de Balzac: for the curiosity of the strangers.
Michu flung a look at his wife which made her tremble; he took the gun
and began to load it, accepting quietly the fatal ill-luck of this
encounter and the discovery of the weapon. He seemed no longer to care
for life, and his wife fathomed his inward feeling.
"So you have wolves in these parts?" said the young man, watching him.
"There are always wolves where there are sheep. You are in Champagne,
and there's a forest; we have wild-boars, large and small game both, a
little of everything," replied Michu, in a truculent manner.
"I'll bet, Corentin," said the elder of the two men, after exchanging
a glance with his companion, "that this is my friend Michu--"
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from At the Mountains of Madness by H. P. Lovecraft: of earth’s deepest waters? Those things had seemingly been able
to withstand any amount of pressure - and men of the sea have
fished up curious objects at times. And has the killer-whale theory
really explained the savage and mysterious scars on antarctic
seals noticed a generation ago by Borchgrevingk?
The specimens
found by poor Lake did not enter into these guesses, for their
geologic setting proved them to have lived at what must have been
a very early date in the land city’s history. They were, according
to their location, certainly not less than thirty million years
old, and we reflected that in their day the sea-cavern city, and
At the Mountains of Madness |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Westward Ho! by Charles Kingsley: according, trust him for it."
"Don't be frightened, Jack," says Cary, backing up Brimblecombe
from behind. "It's your business to tackle him, you know. At him
boldly, and he'll run."
Whereat all the men laughed; and the Piache, who had intended to
produce a very solemn impression, hung fire a little. However,
being accustomed to get his bread by his impudence, he soon
recovered himself, advanced, smote one of the musicians over the
head with his rattle to procure silence; and then began a harangue,
to which Amyas listened patiently, cigar in mouth.
"What's it all about, boy?"
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