| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: costumes were wholly things of our earth. Ten feet from Carter
the columns stopped, and as they did so each trumpet flew abruptly
to its bearer's thick lips. Wild and ecstatic was the blast that
followed, and wilder still the cry that chorused just after from
dark throats somehow made shrill by strange artifice.
Then down
the wide lane betwixt the two columns a lone figure strode; a
tall, slim figure with the young face of an antique Pharaoh, gay
with prismatic robes and crowned with a golden pshent that glowed
with inherent light. Close up to Carter strode that regal figure;
whose proud carriage and smart features had in them the fascination
The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: be with you!" cried Heckewelder.
"Good-by! Good-by!"
Jim hurried Nell toward the bushes where Wingenund's tall form could dimly be
seen. Mr. Wells followed them. On the edge of the clearing Jim and Nell turned
to look back.
They saw a black mass of yelling, struggling, fighting savages crowding around
the church.
"Oh! Jim, look back! Look back!" cried Nell, holding hard to his hand. "Look
back! See if Girty is coming!"
Chapter XXVII.
At last the fugitives breathed free under the gold and red cover of the woods.
The Spirit of the Border |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Selected Writings of Guy De Maupassant by Guy De Maupassant: quarter is that which rises about five or six o'clock in the
evening and is clear, gay, and fretted with silver; but the one
which rises after midnight is reddish, sad, and desolating--it is
the true Sabbath crescent. Every prowler by night has made the same
observation. The first, though slender as a thread, throws a faint,
joyous light which rejoices the heart and lines the ground with
distinct shadows; the last sheds hardly a dying glimmer, and is so
wan that it occasions hardly any shadows.
In the distance, I perceived the somber mass of my garden, and, I
know not why, was seized with a feeling of uneasiness at the idea
of going inside. I slackened my pace, and walked very softly, the
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