|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Child of Storm by H. Rider Haggard:
There I stopped.
"I do not know what I mean, Macumazahn," she exclaimed wildly, "but I
know well enough what you mean--that you are white as snow and I am
black as soot, and that snow and soot don't mix well together."
"No," I answered gravely, "snow is good to look at, and so is soot, but
mingled they make an ugly colour. Not that you are like soot," I added
hastily, fearing to hurt her feelings. "That is your hue"--and I
touched a copper bangle she was wearing--"a very lovely hue, Mameena,
like everything else about you."
"Lovely," she said, beginning to weep a little, which upset me very
much, for if there is one thing I hate, it is to see a woman cry. "How
Child of Storm
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
mighty Mahars. She was shocked. But she did her very best
to enlighten me, though much that she said was as Greek
would have been to her. She described the Mahars largely
by comparisons. In this way they were like unto thipdars,
in that to the hairless lidi.
About all I gleaned of them was that they were
quite hideous, had wings, and webbed feet; lived in
cities built beneath the ground; could swim under
water for great distances, and were very, very wise.
The Sagoths were their weapons of offense and defense,
and the races like herself were their hands and feet--they
At the Earth's Core
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie:
The gravity of his manner impressed them, and Tuppence felt less
ashamed of her attack of "nerves."
"Say," remarked Julius suddenly, "there's Tuppence's bright boy.
I guess I'd better go down and ease his young mind. That's some
"How did you get in, by the way?" asked Tuppence suddenly. "I
forgot to ask."
"Well, Albert got me on the phone all right. I ran round for Sir
James here, and we came right on. The boy was on the look out
for us, and was just a mite worried about what might have