| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: their squealing and grunting would have grown to such a
volume as to attract the attention of the warriors within
the buildings.
Close to the east wall, beneath the overhanging balconies
of the second floors, I crept in dense shadows the full length
of the courtyard, until I came to the buildings at the north
end. These were lighted for about three floors up, but above
the third floor all was dark.
To pass through the lighted rooms was, of course, out of
the question, since they swarmed with green Martian men
and women. My only path lay through the upper floors, and
The Gods of Mars |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Shadow out of Time by H. P. Lovecraft: of - and in one of these cases I could trace the sealed-up outlines
of the archway I remembered.
I shook violently, and felt a curious
surge of retarding weakness, as I steered a hurried and reluctant
course through the crypt of one of those great windowless, ruined
towers whose alien, basalt masonry bespoke a whispered and horrible
origin.
This primal vault was round and fully two hundred feet
across, with nothing carved upon the dark-hued stonework. The
floor was here free from anything save dust and sand, and I could
see the apertures leading upward and downward. There were no stairs
Shadow out of Time |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Wuthering Heights by Emily Bronte: Earnshaw expected him by supper-time on the third evening, and she
put the meal off hour after hour; there were no signs of his
coming, however, and at last the children got tired of running down
to the gate to look. Then it grew dark; she would have had them to
bed, but they begged sadly to be allowed to stay up; and, just
about eleven o'clock, the door-latch was raised quietly, and in
stepped the master. He threw himself into a chair, laughing and
groaning, and bid them all stand off, for he was nearly killed - he
would not have such another walk for the three kingdoms.
'And at the end of it to be flighted to death!' he said, opening
his great-coat, which he held bundled up in his arms. 'See here,
Wuthering Heights |
