| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: On the contrary, his wish for enlightenment was prompted by purely
professional considerations. The statuette, idol, fetish, or whatever
it was, had been captured some months before in the wooded swamps
south of New Orleans during a raid on a supposed voodoo meeting;
and so singular and hideous were the rites connected with it,
that the police could not but realise that they had stumbled on
a dark cult totally unknown to them, and infinitely more diabolic
than even the blackest of the African voodoo circles. Of its origin,
apart from the erratic and unbelievable tales extorted from the
captured members, absolutely nothing was to be discovered; hence
the anxiety of the police for any antiquarian lore which might
Call of Cthulhu |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs: that was no indication that the man was not Leopold; for
were he the king and desirous of concealing his identity, his
first act would be to remove every symbol of his kingship.
Barney took the hand in his.
"They tell me that you are well on the road to recovery,"
he said. "I am very glad that it is so."
"Who are you?" asked the man.
"I am Bernard Custer, an American. You were found
beneath my car at the bottom of a ravine. I feel that I owe
you full reparation for the injuries you received, though
it is beyond me how you happened to be found under the
The Mad King |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Hero of Our Time by M.Y. Lermontov: youthful and slender. I could not obtain a good
view of their faces on account of their hats, but
they were dressed in accordance with the strict
rules of the best taste -- nothing superfluous.
The second lady was wearing a high-necked dress
of pearl-grey, and a light silk kerchief was wound
round her supple neck. Puce-coloured boots
clasped her slim little ankle so charmingly, that
even those uninitiated into the mysteries of
beauty would infallibly have sighed, if only from
wonder. There was something maidenly in her
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