| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness Emmuska Orczy: Lord Grenville turned in search of the Comtesse, who sat at
the further end of the room.
"Lud love me!" whispered his Royal Highness to Marguerite, as
soon as he had caught sight of the rigid figure of the old lady; "Lud
love me! she looks very virtuous and very melancholy."
"Faith, your Royal Highness," she rejoined with a smile,
"virtue is like precious odours, most fragrant when it is crushed."
"Virtue, alas!" sighed the Prince, "is mostly unbecoming to
your charming sex, Madame."
"Madame la Comtesse de Tournay de Basserive," said Lord
Grenville, introducing the lady.
The Scarlet Pimpernel |
The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: backs of huge fore paws which clasped the croucher's elevated
knees. The aspect of the whole was abnormally life-like, and the
more subtly fearful because its source was so totally unknown.
Its vast, awesome, and incalculable age was unmistakable; yet
not one link did it shew with any known type of art belonging
to civilisation's youth - or indeed to any other time. Totally
separate and apart, its very material was a mystery; for the soapy,
greenish-black stone with its golden or iridescent flecks and
striations resembled nothing familiar to geology or mineralogy.
The characters along the base were equally baffling; and no member
present, despite a representation of half the world's expert learning
Call of Cthulhu |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from One Basket by Edna Ferber: owned the House with the Closed Shutters, near the freight
depot--did Blanche Devine.
In a larger town than ours she would have passed unnoticed. She
did not look like a bad woman. Of course she used too much
make-up, and as she passed you caught the oversweet breath of a
certain heavy scent. Then, too, her diamond eardrops would have
made any woman's features look hard; but her plump face, in spite
of its heaviness, wore an expression of good-humored
intelligence, and her eyeglasses gave her somehow a look of
respectability. We do not associate vice with eyeglasses. So in
a large city she would have passed for a well-dressed,
One Basket |
