|The first excerpt represents the element of Air. It speaks of mental influences and the process of thought, and is drawn from Frankenstein by Mary Shelley:
an instant; the scream was repeated, and I rushed into the room.
Great God! Why did I not then expire! Why am I here to relate the
destruction of the best hope and the purest creature on earth?
She was there, lifeless and inanimate, thrown across the bed,
her head hanging down and her pale and distorted features half
covered by her hair. Everywhere I turn I see the same figure--
her bloodless arms and relaxed form flung by the murderer on its bridal bier.
Could I behold this and live? Alas! Life is obstinate and clings
closest where it is most hated. For a moment only did I lose recollection;
I fell senseless on the ground.
When I recovered I found myself surrounded by the people of the inn;
|The second excerpt represents the element of Fire. It speaks of emotional influences and base passions, and is drawn from Moon-Face and Other Stories by Jack London:
too terrible. And do not reproach yourself for weakness. It is I who am to
blame. It is I who prevented you from remaining away before, I know. I wanted
you so. I want you so.
"There is nothing to be done, Chris, nothing to be done but to go on with it
and let it work itself out somehow. That is one thing we are sure of: it will
work out somehow."
"But it would be easier if I went away," he suggested.
"I am happier when you are here."
"The cruelty of circumstance," he muttered savagely.
"Go or stay--that will be part of the working out. But I do not want you to
go, Chris; you know that. And now no more about it. Talk cannot mend it. Let