| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tour Through Eastern Counties of England by Daniel Defoe: themselves, and bound them never to attempt to open it again.
I believe my share of this story, and I recommend no more of it to
the reader; adding, that I see no authority for the relation,
neither do the relators agree either in the time of it, or in the
particulars of the fact; that is to say, in whose reign, or under
what government all this happened; in what year, and the like; so I
satisfy myself with transcribing the matter of fact, and then leave
it as I find it.
In this vast tract of meadows are fed a prodigious number of black
cattle which are said to be fed up for the fattest beef, though not
the largest in England; and the quantity is so great, as that they
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Kidnapped Santa Claus by L. Frank Baum: distribute his gifts to the children, and when their master was so
suddenly dragged from the sleigh they were all snugly tucked
underneath the seat, where the sharp wind could not reach them.
The tiny immortals knew nothing of the capture of Santa Claus until
some time after he had disappeared. But finally they missed his
cheery voice, and as their master always sang or whistled on his
journeys, the silence warned them that something was wrong.
Little Wisk stuck out his head from underneath the seat and found
Santa Claus gone and no one to direct the flight of the reindeer.
"Whoa!" he called out, and the deer obediently slackened speed and
came to a halt.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: boys together, and and I am a little beyond that age. He was like any of the
lads, except that he excelled us all in strength and agility. When he was
nearly eighteen years old a band if Indians--Delawares, I think--crossed the
border on a marauding expedition far into Virginia. They burned the old Wetzel
homestead and murdered the father, mother, two sisters, and a baby brother.
The terrible shock nearly killed Lewis, who for a time was very ill. When he
recovered he went in search of his brothers, Martin and John Wetzel, who were
hunting, and brought them back to their desolated home. Over the ashes of the
home and the graves of the loved ones the brothers swore sleepless and eternal
vengeance. The elder brothers have been devoted all these twenty years and
more to the killing of Indians; but Lewis has been the great foe of the
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