| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Bucky O'Connor by William MacLeod Raine: cellars, while Megales dominated the situation with his troops.
To expect a reversal of the situation was surely madness.
Yet even while the thought was in his mind he caught a glimpse in
a doorway of a man he recognized. It was Rodrigo, one of his
allies of the previous night's escapade, and it seemed to him
that the man was trying to tell him something with his eyes. If
so, the meaning of his message failed to carry home, for after
the ranger had passed he dared not look back again.
So far as the trial itself went, O'Connor hoped for nothing and
was the less disappointed. One glance at his judges was enough to
convince him of the futility of expectation. He was tried by a
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Time Machine by H. G. Wells: the saddle of the machine. But I saw nothing moving, in earth or
sky or sea. The green slime on the rocks alone testified that
life was not extinct. A shallow sandbank had appeared in the sea
and the water had receded from the beach. I fancied I saw some
black object flopping about upon this bank, but it became
motionless as I looked at it, and I judged that my eye had been
deceived, and that the black object was merely a rock. The stars
in the sky were intensely bright and seemed to me to twinkle very
little.
`Suddenly I noticed that the circular westward outline of the
sun had changed; that a concavity, a bay, had appeared in the
The Time Machine |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu by Sax Rohmer: Yellow-robed, immobile, the inhuman green eyes glittering catlike even,
it seemed, before the light struck them, he threaded his way through
the archipelago of cushions and bent over the couch of Aziz.
Karamaneh dragged me down on to my knees.
"Watch!" she whispered. "Watch!"
Dr. Fu-Manchu felt for the pulse of the boy whom a moment since I
had pronounced dead, and, stepping to the tall glass case,
took out a long-necked flask of chased gold, and from it,
into a graduated glass, he poured some drops of an amber liquid
wholly unfamiliar to me. I watched him with all my eyes,
and noted how high the liquid rose in the measure.
The Insidious Dr. Fu-Manchu |
