| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from End of the Tether by Joseph Conrad: a grinder tooth, and of another smooth, saddle-backed
summit, had to be searched for within the great un-
clouded glare that seemed to shift and float like a dry
fiery mist, filling the air, ascending from the water,
shrouding the distances, scorching to the eye. In this
veil of light the near edge of the shore alone stood
out almost coal-black with an opaque and motionless
solidity. Thirty miles away the serrated range of the
interior stretched across the horizon, its outlines and
shades of blue, faint and tremulous like a background
painted on airy gossamer on the quivering fabric of an
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Scaramouche by Rafael Sabatini: which had been avowed.
At last, as if the thing were concerted - and the clumsy Lord of
Gavrillac was the last man in the world to cover his tracks - his
godfather rose and, upon a pretext of desiring to survey the garden,
sauntered through the windows on to the terrace, over whose white
stone balustrade the geraniums trailed in a scarlet riot. Thence
he vanished among the foliage below.
"Now we can talk more intimately," said madame. "Come here, and
sit beside me." She indicated the empty half of the settee she
occupied.
Andre-Louis went obediently, but a little uncomfortably. "You
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Battle of the Books by Jonathan Swift: idly here while our devout worshippers, the Moderns, are this
minute entering into a cruel battle, and perhaps now lying under
the swords of their enemies? who then hereafter will ever sacrifice
or build altars to our divinities? Haste, therefore, to the
British Isle, and, if possible, prevent their destruction; while I
make factions among the gods, and gain them over to our party."
Momus, having thus delivered himself, stayed not for an answer, but
left the goddess to her own resentment. Up she rose in a rage,
and, as it is the form on such occasions, began a soliloquy: "It
is I" (said she) "who give wisdom to infants and idiots; by me
children grow wiser than their parents, by me beaux become
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