| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: emptied all six chambers of his revolver into the nocturnal visitor.
For that visitor was neither Italian nor policeman. Looming
hideously against the spectral moon was a gigantic misshapen thing
not to be imagined save in nightmares -- a glassy-eyed, ink-black
apparition nearly on all fours, covered with bits of mould, leaves,
and vines, foul with caked blood, and having between its glistening
teeth a snow-white, terrible, cylindrical object terminating in
a tiny hand.
IV. The Scream of the Dead
Published May 1922
in Home Brew Vol. 1, No. 4, p. 53-58.
Herbert West: Reanimator |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wheels of Chance by H. G. Wells: everything now. The pursuit, the hotel, the tremulous daring of
his entry, the swift adventure of the inn yard, the
moonlight--Abruptly he threw the clothes back and rose into a
sitting position on the edge of the bed. Without was the noise of
shutters being unfastened and doors unlocked, and the passing of
hoofs and wheels in the street. He looked at his watch. Half-past
six. He surveyed the sumptuous room again.
"Lord!" said Mr. Hoopdriver. "It wasn't a dream, after all."
"I wonder what they charge for these Juiced rooms!" said Mr.
Hoopdriver, nursing one rosy foot.
He became meditative, tugging at his insufficient moustache.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Scaramouche by Rafael Sabatini: know what you are saying, what a wonderful thing you are refusing.
Have you no sense of your position, of the station into which you
were born?"
"If I had not, madame, I should have made an end long since. If I
have tolerated this suit for a single moment, it is because I
realize the importance of a suitable marriage in the worldly sense.
But I ask of marriage something more; and Uncle Quintin has placed
the decision in my hands."
"God forgive him!" said madame. And then she hurried on: "Leave
this to me now, Aline. Be guided by me - oh, be guided by me!"
Her tone was beseeching. "I will take counsel with your uncle
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