|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Out of Time's Abyss by Edgar Rice Burroughs:
draped the robe about her, carrying the cowl over her head.
He heard her gasp of astonishment when she realized the ingenuity
and boldness of his plan; then he directed her to adjust the other
pair of wings and the robe upon him. Working with strong, deft
fingers she soon had the work completed, and the two stepped out
upon the roof, to all intent and purpose genuine Wieroos. Besides his
pistol Bradley carried the sword of the slain Wieroo prophet, while
the girl was armed with the small blade of the red Wieroo.
Side by side they walked slowly across the roofs toward the north
edge of the city. Wieroos flapped above them and several times
they passed others walking or sitting upon the roofs. From the
Out of Time's Abyss
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wrong Box by Stevenson & Osbourne:
'I have told you: he is at Browndean,' answered Morris, furtively
wiping his brow, for these repeated hints began to tell upon him
'Very easy say Brown--Browndee--no' so easy after all!' cried
Michael. 'Easy say; anything's easy say, when you can say it.
What I don' like's total disappearance of an uncle. Not
businesslike.' And he wagged his head.
'It is all perfectly simple,' returned Morris, with laborious
calm. 'There is no mystery. He stays at Browndean, where he got a
shake in the accident.'
'Ah!' said Michael, 'got devil of a shake!'
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Enemies of Books by William Blades:
and tapering towards the top, curiously ring'd or knobb'd and
brisled much like the marsh weed called Horses tail. . . . The
hinder part is terminated with three tails, in every particular
resembling the two longer horns that grow out of the head.
The legs are scal'd and hair'd. This animal probably feeds upon
the paper and covers of books, and perforates in them several
small round holes, finding perhaps a convenient nourishment
in those husks of hemp and flax, which have passed through so
many scourings, washings, dressings, and dryings as the parts
of old paper necessarily have suffer'd. And, indeed, when I
consider what a heap of sawdust or chips this little creature