| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Summer by Edith Wharton: gone. For a few minutes, in the clear light that is
all shadow, fields and woods were outlined with an
unreal precision; then the twilight blotted them out,
and the little house turned gray and spectral under its
wizened apple-branches.
Charity's heart contracted. The first fall of night
after a day of radiance often gave her a sense of
hidden menace: it was like looking out over the world
as it would be when love had gone from it. She
wondered if some day she would sit in that same place
and watch in vain for her lover....
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: absolute sincerity, for he spoke of the dreams in a manner none
could mistake. They and their subconscious residuum had influenced
his art profoundly, and he shewed me a morbid statue whose contours
almost made me shake with the potency of its black suggestion.
He could not recall having seen the original of this thing except
in his own dream bas-relief, but the outlines had formed themselves
insensibly under his hands. It was, no doubt, the giant shape
he had raved of in delirium. That he really knew nothing of the
hidden cult, save from what my uncle's relentless catechism had
let fall, he soon made clear; and again I strove to think of some
way in which he could possibly have received the weird impressions.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Hamlet by William Shakespeare: To lacke discretion. Come, go we to the King,
This must be knowne, being kept close might moue
More greefe to hide, then hate to vtter loue.
Exeunt.
Scena Secunda.
Enter King, Queene, Rosincrane, and Guildensterne Cum alijs.
King. Welcome deere Rosincrance and Guildensterne.
Moreouer, that we much did long to see you,
The neede we haue to vse you, did prouoke
Our hastie sending. Something haue you heard
Of Hamlets transformation: so I call it,
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