| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Dream-Quest of Unknown Kadath by H. P. Lovecraft: with faces of fury and right hands raised, dully and malignly
watching the rim of man's world and guarding with horror the reaches
of a cold northern world that is not man's. From their hideous
laps rose evil Shantaks of elephantine bulk, but these all fled
with insane titters as the vanguard of night-gaunts was sighted
in the misty sky. Northward above those gargoyle mountains the
army flew, and over leagues of dim desert where never a landmark
rose. Less and less luminous grew the clouds, till at length Carter
could see only blackness around him; but never did the winged
steeds falter, bred as they were in earth's blackest crypts, and
seeing not with any eyes, but with the whole dank surface of their
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Under the Red Robe by Stanley Weyman: back. Then, with a snort of terror and a desperate bound, he
topped it, and gained the level, trembling and snorting.
Seventy paces away on the road lay one of my men. He had fallen,
horse and man, and lay still. Near him, with his back against a
bank, stood his fellow, on foot, pressed by four horsemen, and
shouting. As my eye lighted on the scene he let fly with a
carbine, and dropped one. I clutched a pistol from my holster
and seized my horse by the head. I might save the man yet, I
shouted to him to encourage him, and was driving in my spurs to
second my voice, when a sudden vicious blow, swift and
unexpected, struck the pistol from my hand.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Mysterious Affair at Styles by Agatha Christie: of medicine when it came from Coot's? The risk is practically
nil. The tragedy will not take place until nearly a fortnight
later. If anyone has seen either of them touching the medicine,
they will have forgotten it by that time. Miss Howard will have
engineered her quarrel, and departed from the house. The lapse
of time, and her absence, will defeat all suspicion. Yes, it was
a clever idea! If they had left it alone, it is possible the
crime might never have been brought home to them. But they were
not satisfied. They tried to be too clever--and that was their
undoing."
Poirot puffed at his tiny cigarette, his eyes fixed on the
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