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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Thuvia, Maid of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: Then the son of John Carter, Jeddak of Jeddaks,
Warlord of Barsoom, went mad. The old, blood-red haze
through which his sire had glared at countless foes,
floated before his eyes.
His half-Earthly muscles, responding quickly to his will,
sent him in enormous leaps and bounds toward the green
monster that had struck the woman he loved.
The Torquasians were not looking in the direction of
the forest. All eyes had been upon the figures of the
girl and their jeddak, and loud was the hideous laughter
that rang out in appreciation of the wit of the green
Thuvia, Maid of Mars |
