| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Pupil by Henry James: mother, dropping on her knees before him with clasped hands, but
touching him no more than if he had been a gilded idol. "It will
pass - it's only for an instant; but don't say such dreadful
things!"
"I'm all right - all right," Morgan panted to Pemberton, whom he
sat looking up at with a strange smile, his hands resting on either
side of the sofa.
"Now do you pretend I've been dishonest, that I've deceived?" Mrs.
Moreen flashed at Pemberton as she got up.
"It isn't HE says it, it's I!" the boy returned, apparently easier,
but sinking back against the wall; while his restored friend, who
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: earth the black spirits of earth, mouldy and shadowy, and full
of dim rumours picked up in caverns beneath forgotten sea-bottoms.
But of them old Castro dared not speak much. He cut himself off
hurriedly, and no amount of persuasion or subtlety could elicit
more in this direction. The size of the Old Ones, too, he curiously
declined to mention. Of the cult, he said that he thought the
centre lay amid the pathless desert of Arabia, where Irem, the
City of Pillars, dreams hidden and untouched. It was not allied
to the European witch-cult, and was virtually unknown beyond its
members. No book had ever really hinted of it, though the deathless
Chinamen said that there were double meanings in the Necronomicon
Call of Cthulhu |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Hamlet by William Shakespeare: His forme and cause conioyn'd, preaching to stones,
Would make them capeable. Do not looke vpon me,
Least with this pitteous action you conuert
My sterne effects: then what I haue to do,
Will want true colour; teares perchance for blood
Qu. To who do you speake this?
Ham. Do you see nothing there?
Qu. Nothing at all, yet all that is I see
Ham. Nor did you nothing heare?
Qu. No, nothing but our selues
Ham. Why look you there: looke how it steals away:
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