| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from A Voyage to Arcturus by David Lindsay: half rose, and held his glasses with one hand further forward on the
bridge of his nose.
By slow stages the cloud acquired the dimensions and approximate
outline of an adult human body, although all was still vague and
blurred. It hovered lightly in the air, a foot or so above the
couch. Backhouse looked haggard and ghastly. Mrs Jameson quietly
fainted in her chair, but she was unnoticed, and presently revived.
The apparition now settled down upon the couch, and at the moment of
doing so seemed suddenly to grow dark. solid, and manlike. Many of
the guests were as pale as the medium himself, but Faull preserved
his stoical apathy, and glanced once or twice at Mrs. Trent. She was
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Wrecker by Stevenson & Osbourne: conversation. I was well known to the clerks, and as soon as it
was understood that I was there to wait for Pinkerton and
lunch, I was invited to a seat inside the counter. Here, then, in
a retired corner, I was beginning to come a little to myself after
these so violent experiences, when who should come hurrying
in, and (after a moment with a clerk) fly to one of the telephone
boxes but Mr. Henry D. Bellairs in person? Call it what you
will, but the impulse was irresistible, and I rose and took a
place immediately at the man's back. It may be some excuse
that I had often practised this very innocent form of
eavesdropping upon strangers, and for fun. Indeed, I scarce
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Child of Storm by H. Rider Haggard: But what did these scoundrels do? Instead of disturbing the herd by
making a noise, as we told them, for some reason best known to
themselves--I expect it was because they were afraid to go into the
vlei, where they might meet the horn of a buffalo at any moment--they
fired the dry reeds in three or four places at once, and this, if you
please, with a strong wind blowing from them to us. In a minute or two
the farther side of the swamp was a sheet of crackling flame that gave
off clouds of dense white smoke. Then pandemonium began.
The sleeping buffalo leapt to their feet, and, after a few moments of
indecision, crashed towards us, the whole huge herd of them, snorting
and bellowing like mad things. Seeing what was about to happen, I
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