| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Shadow out of Time by H. P. Lovecraft: and driving fatality. What had happened to this monstrous megalopolis
of old in the millions of years since the time of my dreams? Of
the subterrene mazes which had underlain the city and linked all
the titan towers, how much had still survived the writhings of
earth's crust?
Had I come upon a whole buried world of unholy
archaism? Could I still find the house of the writing master,
and the tower where S'gg'ha, the captive mind from the star-headed
vegetable carnivores of Antarctica, had chiselled certain pictures
on the blank spaces of the walls?
Would the passage at the second
Shadow out of Time |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic: on the question of State Rights. The smaller and domestic
fraction of Free Methodism separated itself upon an issue
which may be most readily described as one of civilization.
The seceders resented growth in material prosperity;
they repudiated the introduction of written sermons
and organ-music; they deplored the increasing laxity
in meddlesome piety, the introduction of polite manners
in the pulpit and classroom, and the development of even
a rudimentary desire among the younger people of the
church to be like others outside in dress and speech
and deportment. They did battle as long as they could,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Heritage of the Desert by Zane Grey: yet? Jack, see if you can make out a fire over on Echo Cliffs."
"No, I don't see any light, except that white star. Have you seen it?"
"Long ago," replied Naab. "Here, sight along my finger, and narrow your
eyes down."
"I believe I see it--yes, I'm sure."
"Good. How about you, Mescal?"
"Yes," she replied.
Jack was amused, for Dave insisted that he had been next to the Indian,
and Billy claimed priority to all of them. To these men bred on the
desert keen sight was preeminently the chief of gifts.
"Jack, look sharp!" said August. "Peon is blanketing his fire. See the
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