| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: "What do you mean?"
"I can only guess," she replied, "since no thern damsel of
all the millions that have been stolen away by black pirates
during the ages they have raided our domains has ever returned
to narrate her experiences among them. That they never take a
man prisoner lends strength to the belief that the fate of the
girls they steal is worse than death."
"Is it not a just retribution?" I could not help but ask.
"What do you mean?"
"Do not the therns themselves do likewise with the poor creatures
who take the voluntary pilgrimage down the River of Mystery?
The Gods of Mars |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Island Nights' Entertainments by Robert Louis Stevenson: the same in their own island where they stayed, and they told him
no, not there; nor yet in any other of some hundred isles that lay
all about them in that sea; but it was a thing peculiar to the Isle
of Voices. They told him also that these fires and voices were
ever on the seaside and in the seaward fringes of the wood, and a
man might dwell by the lagoon two thousand years (if he could live
so long) and never be any way troubled; and even on the seaside the
devils did no harm if let alone. Only once a chief had cast a
spear at one of the voices, and the same night he fell out of a
cocoanut palm and was killed.
Keola thought a good bit with himself. He saw he would be all
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Marie by H. Rider Haggard: a liar. His story seemed to tally so well with that told by the king
himself, that on the whole I thought he was not.
Just after I had passed the main gateway of the great town, where, his
office done, Kambula saluted and left me, I saw two white men engaged in
earnest conversation beneath one of the milk trees which, as I think I
have already mentioned, grow, or grew, there. They were Henri Marais
and his nephew. Catching sight of me, Marais walked off, but Pereira
advanced and spoke to me, although, warned perhaps by what had happened
to him in the case of Retief, I am glad to say he did not offer me his
hand.
"Good day to you, Allan," he said effusively. "I have just heard from
Marie |
