| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Legend of Sleepy Hollow by Washington Irving: shaded by trees for about a quarter of a mile, where it crosses
the bridge famous in goblin story; and just beyond swells the
green knoll on which stands the whitewashed church.
As yet the panic of the steed had given his unskilful rider
an apparent advantage in the chase, but just as he had got half
way through the hollow, the girths of the saddle gave way, and he
felt it slipping from under him. He seized it by the pommel, and
endeavored to hold it firm, but in vain; and had just time to
save himself by clasping old Gunpowder round the neck, when the
saddle fell to the earth, and he heard it trampled under foot by
his pursuer. For a moment the terror of Hans Van Ripper's wrath
The Legend of Sleepy Hollow |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Men of Iron by Howard Pyle: Thou mayst take that blow for answering me so pertly. And now we
are quits. Now strike me the stroke again an thou art not
afeard."
Myles's eyes watered in spite of himself, and he shut the lids
tight to wink the dimness away. Nevertheless he spoke up
undauntedly as before. "Aye, marry, will I strike it again," said
he; and this time he was able to recover guard quickly enough to
turn Sir James's blow with his shield, instead of receiving it
upon his head.
"So!" said Sir James. "Now mind thee of this, that when thou
strikest that lower cut at the legs, recover thyself more
Men of Iron |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Ann Veronica by H. G. Wells: monster of an eye.
She shut her lips hard, her jaw hardened, and she set herself to
struggle with him. She wrenched her head away from his grip and
got her arm between his chest and hers. They began to wrestle
fiercely. Each became frightfully aware of the other as a
plastic energetic body, of the strong muscles of neck against
cheek, of hands gripping shoulder-blade and waist. "How dare
you!" she panted, with her world screaming and grimacing insult
at her. "How dare you!"
They were both astonished at the other's strength. Perhaps Ramage
was the more astonished. Ann Veronica had been an ardent hockey
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