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Today's Stichomancy for Napoleon Bonaparte

The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Myths and Myth-Makers by John Fiske:

elements may combine to build up in course of time a single enormous superstition, and we see how curiously fact and fancy have co-operated in keeping the superstition from falling. In the first place the worship of dead ancestors with wolf totems originated the notion of the transformation of men into divine or superhuman wolves; and this notion was confirmed by the ambiguous explanation of the storm-wind as the rushing of a troop of dead men's souls or as the howling of wolf-like monsters. Mediaeval Christianity retained these conceptions, merely changing the superhuman wolves into evil demons; and finally the occurrence of cases of Berserker madness and


Myths and Myth-Makers
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Records of a Family of Engineers by Robert Louis Stevenson:

sprung up with such force that it upset the boat, which instantly filled with water. Mr. Macurich, with much exertion, succeeded in getting hold of the boat's gunwale, still above the surface of the water, and by this means was saved; but the young man Scott was unfortunately drowned. He had in all probability been struck about the head by the ring of the buoy, for although surrounded with the oars and the thwarts of the boat which floated near him, yet he seemed entirely to want the power of availing himself of such assistance, and appeared to be quite insensible, while Pool, the master of the SMEATON, called loudly to him; and before

The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Verses 1889-1896 by Rudyard Kipling:

Abdhur Rahman, the Durani Chief, of him is the story told, THE BALLAD OF THE KING'S JEST When spring-time flushes the desert grass, WITH SCINDIA TO DELHI The wreath of banquet overnight lay withered on the neck, THE BALLAD OF BOH DA THONE This is the ballad of Boh Da Thone,


Verses 1889-1896