| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: was uncanny to hear him dwelling on the relative merits of Christchurch
Cemetery and the potter’s field. We finally decided on the potter’s
field, because practically every body in Christchurch was embalmed;
a thing of course ruinous to West’s researches.
I was by this
time his active and enthralled assistant, and helped him make
all his decisions, not only concerning the source of bodies but
concerning a suitable place for our loathsome work. It was I who
thought of the deserted Chapman farmhouse beyond Meadow Hill,
where we fitted up on the ground floor an operating room and a
laboratory, each with dark curtains to conceal our midnight doings.
Herbert West: Reanimator |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Jolly Corner by Henry James: unspeakable moment not doubted he was dead.
"It must have been that I WAS." He made it out as she held him.
"Yes - I can only have died. You brought me literally to life.
Only," he wondered, his eyes rising to her, "only, in the name of
all the benedictions, how?"
It took her but an instant to bend her face and kiss him, and
something in the manner of it, and in the way her hands clasped and
locked his head while he felt the cool charity and virtue of her
lips, something in all this beatitude somehow answered everything.
"And now I keep you," she said.
"Oh keep me, keep me!" he pleaded while her face still hung over
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Enchanted Island of Yew by L. Frank Baum: But the prince was not taken unawares. He saw the Red Rogue coming
and met him with drawn sword, striking quickly at the arm that wielded
the big ax. The stroke was as sure as it was quick, and piercing the
arm of the giant caused him to drop the ax with a howl of pain.
Then Prince Marvel seized the Red Rogue by the ear--which he was just
tall enough to reach--and dragged him up the steps and into the
castle, the big fellow crying for mercy at every step and trembling
like a leaf through cowardice.
But down the hall Marvel marched him, seeking some room where the
Rogue might be safely locked in. The great curtain that covered the
second enchanted mirror now caught Prince Marvel's eye, and, still
The Enchanted Island of Yew |
