|The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from When the World Shook by H. Rider Haggard:
that those stones will be hot enough to do their office within
twenty minutes or so, which is not very long."
At that moment Marama appeared, evidently in a state of great
perturbation. With him were some of the priests or sorcerers who
were dancing about as I imagine the priests of Baal must have
done, and filled with fury. They rolled their eyes, they stuck
out their tongues, they uttered weird cries and shook their
wooden knives at the placid Bastin.
"What is the matter?" I asked sternly of the chief.
"This, Friend-from-the-Sea. The Bellower there, when the
sacrifice was about to be offered to Oro at the dawn, rushed
When the World Shook
|The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from When a Man Marries by Mary Roberts Rinehart:
Everybody jumped at that, and we instinctively moved away from
Bella. She was quite cold and scornful by that time.
"A rash!" Max exclaimed. "What sort of rash?"
"I did not see it," Bella said with dignity, and turning, she
went up the stairs.
There was a great deal of excitement, and nobody except Mr.
Harbison was willing to go near Jim. He went up at once with
Bella, while Max and Dal sat cravenly downstairs and wondered if
we would all take it, and Anne told about a man she knew who had
it, and was deaf and dumb and blind when he recovered.
Mr. Harbison came down after a while, and said that the rash was
|The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Virginian by Owen Wister:
those box-head jokers goes around openin' and shuttin' doors
that-a-way. We call him harmless. Well," he broke off, "I reckon
I'll go smoke. Not allowed in hyeh?" This last he addressed to
the landlady, with especial gentleness. She shook her head, and
her eyes followed him as he went out.
Left to myself I meditated for some time upon my lodging for the
night, and smoked a cigar for consolation as I walked about. It
was not a hotel that we had supped in. Hotel at Medicine Bow
there appeared to be none. But connected with the eating-house
was that place where, according to Steve, the beds were all
taken, and there I went to see for myself. Steve had spoken the