| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Magic of Oz by L. Frank Baum: Aru!" the boy answered in a low voice, "Here I am," and swung himself
down to the lowest limb of the tree.
The Goose looked up and saw him.
"You've bungled things in a dreadful way!" exclaimed the Goose.
"Why did you do it?"
"Because I wanted to," answered Kiki. "You acted as if I was your
slave, and I wanted to show these forest people that I am more
powerful than you."
The Goose hissed softly, but Kiki did not hear that.
Old Ruggedo quickly recovered his wits and muttered to himself:
"This boy is the goose, although it is I who wear the goose's shape.
The Magic of Oz |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Mysterious Island by Jules Verne: Herbert. The reporter leaning up in a corner, watched these preparations
without saying anything. A threefold thought weighed on his mind. Was Cyrus
still alive? If he was alive, where was he? If he had survived from his
fall, how was it that he had not found some means of making known his
existence? As to Neb, he was roaming about the shore. He was like a body
without a soul.
Pencroft knew fifty ways of cooking eggs, but this time he had no choice,
and was obliged to content himself with roasting them under the hot
cinders. In a few minutes the cooking was done, and the seaman invited the
reporter to take his share of the supper. Such was the first repast of the
castaways on this unknown coast. The hard eggs were excellent, and as eggs
The Mysterious Island |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dracula by Bram Stoker: of her youth and animation, with the red scar on her forehead,
of which she was conscious, and which we saw with grinding of our teeth,
remembering whence and how it came. Her loving kindness against our
grim hate. Her tender faith against all our fears and doubting.
And we, knowing that so far as symbols went, she with all her goodness
and purity and faith, was outcast from God.
"Jonathan," she said, and the word sounded like music on her lips
it was so full of love and tenderness, "Jonathan dear, and you
all my true, true friends, I want you to bear something in mind
through all this dreadful time. I know that you must fight.
That you must destroy even as you destroyed the false Lucy so that
Dracula |
