| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Travels with a Donkey in the Cevenne by Robert Louis Stevenson: shaggy country at my feet has any title to the name, and in this
sense the peasantry employ the word. These are the Cevennes with
an emphasis: the Cevennes of the Cevennes. In that undecipherable
labyrinth of hills, a war of bandits, a war of wild beasts, raged
for two years between the Grand Monarch with all his troops and
marshals on the one hand, and a few thousand Protestant
mountaineers upon the other. A hundred and eighty years ago, the
Camisards held a station even on the Lozere, where I stood; they
had an organisation, arsenals, a military and religious hierarchy;
their affairs were 'the discourse of every coffee-house' in London;
England sent fleets in their support; their leaders prophesied and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Tono Bungay by H. G. Wells: so sleepless and miserable that the ship became unendurable.
Just before the rush of sunrise I borrowed Pollack's gun, walked
down the planks, clambered over the quap heaps and prowled along
the beach. I went perhaps a mile and a half that day and some
distance beyond the ruins of the old station. I became
interested in the desolation about me, and found when I returned
that I was able to sleep for nearly an hour. It was delightful
to have been alone for so long,--no captain, no Pollack, no one.
Accordingly I repeated this expedition the next morning and the
next until it became a custom with me. There was little for me
to do once the digging and wheeling was organised, and so these
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Light of Western Stars by Zane Grey: He made a dark, powerful figure, and he fitted that wild
promontory.
She experienced a strange, annoying surprise when she discovered
both Helen and Dorothy watching Stewart with peculiar interest.
Edith, too, was alive to the splendid picture the cowboy made.
But when Edith smiled and whispered in her ear, "It's so good to
look at a man like that," Madeline again felt the surprise, only
this time the accompaniment was a vague pleasure rather than
annoyance. Helen and Dorothy were flirts, one deliberate and
skilled, the other unconscious and natural. Edith Wayne,
occasionally--and Madeline reflected that the occasions were
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