| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Marvelous Land of Oz by L. Frank Baum: it."
"But how are we to know how fast the Gump is flying?" persisted the boy. "We
cannot see a single thing down on the earth, and before morning we may be
far beyond the place we want to reach."
"That is all true enough," the Scarecrow replied, a little uneasily. "But I
do not see how we can stop just now; for we might alight in a river, or on,
the top of a steeple; and that would be a great disaster."
So they permitted the Gump to fly on, with regular flops of its great wings,
and waited patiently for morning.
Then Tip's fears were proven to be well founded; for with the first streaks
of gray dawn they looked over the sides of the sofas and discovered rolling
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Black Arrow by Robert Louis Stevenson: save him; and if ye desire not, prithee, go to, and let me be at
peace! For an I had been a hasty man, I would already have put my
sword through you, for your intolerable cowardice and folly. Have
ye chosen? Say!"
"I have chosen," said the priest. "Heaven pardon me, I will do
evil for good. I will swear for the lad's sake."
"So is it best!" said Sir Daniel. "Send for him, then, speedily.
Ye shall see him alone. Yet I shall have an eye on you. I shall
be here in the panel room."
The knight raised the arras and let it fall again behind him.
There was the sound of a spring opening; then followed the creaking
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Betty Zane by Zane Grey: come. Now came the unmistakable thunder of horses' hoofs pounding furiously on
the rocky ground. A moment of paralyzed inaction ensued. The Indians stood
bewildered, petrified. Then on that ridge of rising ground stood, silhouetted
against the blue sky, a great black horse with arching neck and flying mane.
Astride him sat a plumed warrior, who waved his rifle high in the air. Again
that shrill screeching yell came floating to the ears of the astonished
Indians.
The prisoner had seen that horse and rider before; he had heard that long
yell; his heart bounded with hope. The Indians knew that yell; it was the
terrible war-cry of the Hurons.
A horse followed closely after the leader, and then another appeared on the
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