| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Life in the Iron-Mills by Rebecca Davis: intolerable solitude that lies hid beneath the delicate laces
and brilliant smile. There was no warmth, no brilliancy, no
summer for this woman; so the stupor and vacancy had time to
gnaw into her face perpetually. She was young, too, though no
one guessed it; so the gnawing was the fiercer.
She lay quiet in the dark corner, listening, through the
monotonous din and uncertain glare of the works, to the dull
plash of the rain in the far distance, shrinking back whenever
the man Wolfe happened to look towards her. She knew, in spite
of all his kindness, that there was that in her face and form
which made him loathe the sight of her. She felt by instinct,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Montezuma's Daughter by H. Rider Haggard: Popo. But many of those who rode and ran from the gates of Axa did
not come back thither, for the Aztecs clung to the legs of the
horses and dragged their riders away living. That very day these
captives were sacrificed on the altar of Huitzel, and in the sight
of their comrades, and with them a horse was offered up, which had
been taken alive, and was borne and dragged with infinite labour up
the steep sides of the pyramid. Indeed never had the sacrifices
been so many as during these days of combat. All day long the
altars ran red, and all day long the cries of the victims rang in
my ears, as the maddened priests went about their work. For thus
they thought to please the gods who should give them victory over
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: when he comes back. The trouble has been that two or three of
his men fell in love with me, and when half drunk got to
fighting. You're not going to do that."
"I'm not going to get half drunk, that's certain," replied
Duane.
He was surprised to see her eyes dilate, then glow with fire.
Before she could reply Euchre returned to the porch, and that
put an end to the conversation.
Duane was content to let the matter rest there, and had little
more to say. Euchre and Mrs. Bland talked and joked, while
Duane listened. He tried to form some estimate of her
The Lone Star Ranger |
