| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Faith of Men by Jack London: writhed for the air denied, and his eyes glazed and set, and his
jaws slowly loosened, and his tongue protruded black and swollen.
"Eh? Bon, you devil!" Leclere gurgled mouth and throat clogged
with his own blood, as he shoved the dizzy dog from him.
And then Leclere cursed the other dogs off as they fell upon
Batard. They drew back into a wider circle, squatting alertly on
their haunches and licking their chops, the hair on every neck
bristling and erect.
Batard recovered quickly, and at sound of Leclere's voice, tottered
to his feet and swayed weakly back and forth.
"A-h-ah! You beeg devil!" Leclere spluttered. "Ah fix you; Ah fix
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: of profound astonishment.
"By all my ancestors!" he ejaculated. "That I should have
lived to witness the reality of the fabled Carrion Caves!
If these indeed be they, we have found a way beyond the ice-barrier.
"The ancient chronicles of the first historians of Barsoom--so
ancient that we have for ages considered them mythology--record the
passing of the yellow men from the ravages of the green hordes that
overran Barsoom as the drying up of the great oceans drove the
dominant races from their strongholds.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from In a German Pension by Katherine Mansfield: I wished she would not stare at me, and thought of going to look at my
watch again when a little girl wearing a string of coral beads joined us.
"The poor Frau Hauptmann cannot join us to-day," she said; "she has come
out in spots all over on account of her nerves. She was very excited
yesterday after having written two post-cards."
"A delicate woman," volunteered the Hungarian, "but pleasant. Fancy, she
has a separate plate for each of her front teeth! But she has no right to
let her daughters wear such short sailor suits. They sit about on benches,
crossing their legs in a most shameless manner. What are you going to do
this afternoon, Fraulein Anna?"
"Oh," said the Coral Necklace, "the Herr Oberleutnant has asked me to go
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