| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: and board her, grappling with the savage crew on the yacht's deck,
and being forced to kill them all, the number being slightly superior,
because of their particularly abhorrent and desperate though rather
clumsy mode of fighting.
Three of the Emma's men, including
Capt. Collins and First Mate Green, were killed; and the remaining
eight under Second Mate Johansen proceeded to navigate the captured
yacht, going ahead in their original direction to see if any reason
for their ordering back had existed. The next day, it appears,
they raised and landed on a small island, although none is known
to exist in that part of the ocean; and six of the men somehow
Call of Cthulhu |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Droll Stories, V. 1 by Honore de Balzac: robe of green velvet, laced down with fine gold lace, open at the
breast, having sleeves of scarlet, little shoes and a high hat
ornamented with precious stones, and a gold waistband that showed off
her little waist, as slim as a pole. She wished to give her dress to
Madame the Virgin, and in fact promised it to her, for the day of her
churching. The Sire de Montsoreau galloped before her, his eye bright
as that of a hawk, keeping the people back and guarding with his
knights the security of the journey. Near Marmoustiers the seneschal,
rendered sleepy by the heat, seeing it was the month of August,
waggled about in his saddle, like a diadem upon the head of a cow, and
seeing so frolicsome and so pretty a lady by the side of so old a
Droll Stories, V. 1 |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Turn of the Screw by Henry James: encountered a reprieve that was probably but a proof of the point
to which it had sunk. I suppose I had expected, or had dreaded,
something so melancholy that what greeted me was a good surprise.
I remember as a most pleasant impression the broad, clear front,
its open windows and fresh curtains and the pair of maids
looking out; I remember the lawn and the bright flowers and
the crunch of my wheels on the gravel and the clustered treetops
over which the rooks circled and cawed in the golden sky.
The scene had a greatness that made it a different affair from
my own scant home, and there immediately appeared at the door,
with a little girl in her hand, a civil person who dropped me as decent
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