| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mucker by Edgar Rice Burroughs: apparent characteristic of the group. One of them ran back
toward the bunkhouse for his rope. The others walked slowly
in the direction of the rear of the office building. Grayson was
not there. The search proceeded. The Americans were in
advance. The Mexicans kept in a group by themselves a little
in rear of the others--it was not their trouble. If the gringos
wanted to lynch another gringo, well and good--that was the
gringos' business. They would keep out of it, and they did.
Down past the bunkhouse and the cookhouse to the stables
the searchers made their way. Grayson could not be found. In
the stables one of the men made a discovery--the foreman's
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Duchesse de Langeais by Honore de Balzac: queen, had fallen so low, was so diminished. And what, moreover,
were these men compared with him whom she loved with all her
heart; with the man grown great by all that she had lost in
stature? The giant had regained the height that he had lost for
a while, and she exaggerated it perhaps beyond measure. She
looked, in spite of herself, at the servant who had attended her
to the ball. He was fast asleep.
"Have you been here all the time?" she asked.
"Yes, madame."
As she took her seat in her carriage she saw, in fact, that her
coachman was drunk--so drunk, that at any other time she would
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Great God Pan by Arthur Machen: himself was the embodied proof of it. Villiers mused curiously
over the story he had heard, and wondered whether he had heard
both the first and the last of it. "No," he thought, "certainly
not the last, probably only the beginning. A case like this is
like a nest of Chinese boxes; you open one after the other and
find a quainter workmanship in every box. Most likely poor
Herbert is merely one of the outside boxes; there are stranger
ones to follow."
Villiers could not take his mind away from Herbert and
his story, which seemed to grow wilder as the night wore on.
The fire seemed to burn low, and the chilly air of the morning
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