| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Vision Splendid by William MacLeod Raine: James was radiant. He kissed the perfect lips turned toward him
before he answered. "Oh, to make me president of the
Transcontinental maybe. How should I know? It's an olive branch.
Isn't that enough?"
"When shall you go?"
He looked at his watch. "The limited leaves at nine-thirty. That
gives me nearly an hour."
"You're not going to-night?"
"I'm going to-night. I must, dear. Those are the orders and I've
got to obey them."
"But suppose I give you different orders. Surely I have some
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: thing a chemical laboratory if discovery should occur. Gradually
we equipped our sinister haunt of science with materials either
purchased in Boston or quietly borrowed from the college -- materials
carefully made unrecognisable save to expert eyes -- and provided
spades and picks for the many burials we should have to make in
the cellar. At the college we used an incinerator, but the apparatus
was too costly for our unauthorised laboratory. Bodies were always
a nuisance -- even the small guinea-pig bodies from the slight
clandestine experiments in West’s room at the boarding-house.
We followed the local death-notices like ghouls, for our specimens
demanded particular qualities. What we wanted were corpses interred
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Another Study of Woman by Honore de Balzac: potatoes, some horseflesh broiled over the charcoal, and some frozen
beetroots. I recognized among the company two or three artillery
captains of the regiment in which I had first served. I was welcomed
with a shout of acclamation, which would have amazed me greatly on the
other side of the Beresina; but at this moment the cold was less
intense; my fellow-officers were resting, they were warm, they had
food, and the room, strewn with trusses of straw, gave the promise of
a delightful night. We did not ask for so much in those days. My
comrades could be philanthropists /gratis/--one of the commonest ways
of being philanthropic. I sat down to eat on one of the bundles of
straw.
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