| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Case of The Lamp That Went Out by Grace Isabel Colbron and Augusta Groner: proven against Knoll after all, except the robbery which he himself
had confessed. Then the memory of the terror in the tramp's little
reddened eyes came back to the detective's mind.
"A human soul after all, and a soul trembling in the shadow of a
great fear. And even he's a better man than the blackmailer who
was killed. A miscarriage of justice will often make a criminal
of a poor fellow whose worst fault is idleness." Muller's face
darkened as the things of the past, shut down in the depths of his
own soul, rose up again. "No; that's why I took up this work.
Justice must be done - but it's bitter hard sometimes. I could
almost wish now that I hadn't seen that face at the gate."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: shone bright and warm, the birds warbled in the trees. The hunter's moccasins
pressed so gently on the moss and leaves that they made no more sound than the
soft foot of a panther. His trained ear was alert to catch any unfamiliar
noise; his keen eyes sought first the remoter open glades and glens, then bent
their gaze on the mossy bluff beneath his feet. Fox squirrels dashed from
before him into bushy retreats; grouse whirred away into the thickets;
startled deer whistled, and loped off with their white-flags upraised. Wetzel
knew from the action of these denizens of the woods that he was the only
creature, not native to these haunts, who had disturbed them this morning.
Otherwise the deer would not have been grazing, but lying low in some close
thicket; fox squirrels seldom or never were disturbed by a hunter twice in one
The Spirit of the Border |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from At the Earth's Core by Edgar Rice Burroughs: terrible had befallen their masters, but the Mahars had been
most careful to see that no inkling of the true nature
of their vital affliction reached beyond their own race.
How long it would take for the race to become extinct
it was impossible even to guess; but that this must
eventually happen seemed inevitable.
The Mahars had offered fabulous rewards for the capture
of any one of us alive, and at the same time had threatened
to inflict the direst punishment upon whomever should
harm us. The Sagoths could not understand these seemingly
paradoxical instructions, though their purpose was quite
At the Earth's Core |
