| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Desert Gold by Zane Grey: it had been a wide one. The raider beat his mount and spurred,
beat and spurred, wheeled round to shoot, then bent forward again.
In his circle at the upper end of the valley he turned far short
of the jumble of rocks.
All the devil that was in Blanco Diablo had its running on the
downward stretch. The strange, cruel urge of bit and spur, the
crazed rider who stuck like a burr upon him, the shots and smoke
added terror to his natural violent temper. He ran himself off his
feet. But he could not elude that relentless horse behind him.
The running of Blanco Sol was that of a sure, remorseless driving
power--steadier--stronger--swifter with every long and wonderful
Desert Gold |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: declaring that I was willing to abide by the decision of the majority.
In the end, as I foresaw they would, they appealed to me to act as
umpire between them.
"Friends," I answered, "if you had asked me my opinion before, I should
have voted for trying the mountains, beyond which, perhaps, we might
find some Boers. I do not like this story of the Zulu impi. I think
that someone has told them of our coming, and that it is us they mean to
attack and not the Tongas, with whom they are at peace. My men say that
it is not usual for impis to visit this part of the country."
"Who could have told them?" asked Marais.
"I don't know, mynheer. Perhaps the natives have sent on word, or
Marie |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Kidnapped by Robert Louis Stevenson: good will, the passengers taking spells to help them, and the
whole company giving the time in Gaelic boat-songs. And what
with the songs, and the sea-air, and the good-nature and spirit
of all concerned, and the bright weather, the passage was a
pretty thing to have seen.
But there was one melancholy part. In the mouth of Loch Aline we
found a great sea-going ship at anchor; and this I supposed at
first to be one of the King's cruisers which were kept along that
coast, both summer and winter, to prevent communication with the
French. As we got a little nearer, it became plain she was a
ship of merchandise; and what still more puzzled me, not only her
Kidnapped |
