| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Herbert West: Reanimator by H. P. Lovecraft: why I found the practice of medicine and the companionship of
West more and more irritating; but when he had gone to Ottawa
and through a colleague’s influence secured a medical commission
as Major, I could not resist the imperious persuasion of one determined
that I should accompany him in my usual capacity.
When I say
that Dr. West was avid to serve in battle, I do not mean to imply
that he was either naturally warlike or anxious for the safety
of civilisation. Always an ice-cold intellectual machine; slight,
blond, blue-eyed, and spectacled; I think he secretly sneered
at my occasional martial enthusiasms and censures of supine neutrality.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Twilight Land by Howard Pyle: "I will not," said he.
"But I can't trust you," said she "as long as you hold it in your
hand."
"Then I will lay it aside," said he, and so he did. Yes, he did;
and he is not the first man who has thrown aside a piece of good
luck for the sake of a pretty face. "Now are you afraid of me?"
said he.
"No, I am not," said she; and she reached out her hand as though
to give it to him. But, instead of doing so, she snatched up the
piece of blue glass as quick as a flash.
"Now," said she, "it is my turn;" and then the prime-minister
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Trooper Peter Halket of Mashonaland by Olive Schreiner: seeking for them ever since."
The stranger warmed his hands slowly at the fire; then he raised his head:-
-"They are camped at the foot of those hills tonight," he said, pointing
with his hand into the darkness at the left. "Tomorrow early they will be
here, before the sun has risen."
"Oh, you've met them, have you!" said Peter joyfully; "that's why you
weren't surprised at finding me here. Take a drop!" He took the small
flask from his pocket and held it out. "I'm sorry there's so little, but a
drop will keep the cold out."
The stranger bowed his head; but thanked and declined.
Peter raised the flask to his lips and took a small draught; then returned
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