| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Man that Corrupted Hadleyburg by Mark Twain: presence of a matter of grave import. It involves the honour of
your town--it strikes at the town's good name. The difference of a
single word between the test-remarks offered by Mr. Wilson and Mr.
Billson was itself a serious thing, since it indicated that one or
the other of these gentlemen had committed a theft--"
The two men were sitting limp, nerveless, crushed; but at these
words both were electrified into movement, and started to get up.
"Sit down!" said the Chair, sharply, and they obeyed. "That, as I
have said, was a serious thing. And it was--but for only one of
them. But the matter has become graver; for the honour of BOTH is
now in formidable peril. Shall I go even further, and say in
The Man that Corrupted Hadleyburg |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: Other traditions
tell of foul odours near the hill-crowning circles of stone pillars,
and of rushing airy presences to be heard faintly at certain hours
from stated points at the bottom of the great ravines; while still
others try to explain the Devil's Hop Yard - a bleak, blasted
hillside where no tree, shrub, or grass-blade will grow. Then,
too, the natives are mortally afraid of the numerous whippoorwills
which grow vocal on warm nights. It is vowed that the birds are
psychopomps lying in wait for the souls of the dying, and that
they time their eerie cries in unison with the sufferer's struggling
breath. If they can catch the fleeing soul when it leaves the
The Dunwich Horror |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Lucile by Owen Meredith: Embraced the idea of self-immolation.
The strong spirit in her, had her life been but blended
With some man's whose heart had her own comprehended,
All its wealth at his feet would have lavishly thrown.
For him she had struggled and striven alone;
For him had aspired; in him had transfused
All the gladness and grace of her nature; and used
For him only the spells of its delicate power:
Like the ministering fairy that brings from her bower
To some maze all the treasures, whose use the fond elf,
More enrich'd by her love, disregards for herself.
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