| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Underground City by Jules Verne: to the overflow of a subterranean sheet of water penetrating fissures
in the solid rock, or to some underground torrent breaking through its
worn bed, and precipitating itself to the lowest level of the mine.
But that very same evening they knew what to think about it,
for the local papers published an account of the marvelous phenomenon
which Loch Katrine had exhibited.
The surprising news was soon after confirmed by the four travelers, who,
returning with all possible speed to the cottage, learned with extreme
satisfaction that no serious damage was done in New Aberfoyle.
The bed of Loch Katrine had fairly given way. The waters had suddenly
broken through by an enormous fissure into the mine beneath.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An Unsocial Socialist by George Bernard Shaw: grumbling, or congratulating themselves on having been so close
to a place of shelter, Miss Wilson observed, with some
uneasiness, a spade--new, like the hasp of the gate--sticking
upright in a patch of ground that someone had evidently been
digging lately. She was about to comment on this sign of
habitation, when the door of the chalet was flung open, and Jane
screamed as a man darted out to the spade, which he was about to
carry in out of the wet, when he perceived the company under the
veranda, and stood still in amazement. He was a young laborer
with a reddish-brown beard of a week's growth. He wore corduroy
trousers and a linen-sleeved corduroy vest; both, like the hasp
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Gods of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: and she stretched her dear hand through those cruel bars
that I might hold it until the last moment.
Thuvia and Phaidor came close also, but when Thuvia saw
that we would be alone she withdrew to the further side of
the chamber. Not so the daughter of Matai Shang.
"John Carter," she said, "this be the last time that you shall
see any of us. Tell me that you love me, that I may die happy."
"I love only the Princess of Helium," I replied quietly. "I am
sorry, Phaidor, but it is as I have told you from the beginning."
She bit her lip and turned away, but not before I saw
the black and ugly scowl she turned upon Dejah Thoris.
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