| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Travels with a Donkey in the Cevenne by Robert Louis Stevenson: but one. A handsome foal with a bell about his neck came charging
up to us upon a stretch of common, sniffed the air martially as one
about to do great deeds, and suddenly thinking otherwise in his
green young heart, put about and galloped off as he had come, the
bell tinkling in the wind. For a long while afterwards I saw his
noble attitude as he drew up, and heard the note of his bell; and
when I struck the high-road, the song of the telegraph-wires seemed
to continue the same music.
Pradelles stands on a hillside, high above the Allier, surrounded
by rich meadows. They were cutting aftermath on all sides, which
gave the neighbourhood, this gusty autumn morning, an untimely
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Captain Stormfield by Mark Twain: dreary, like a theatre before anybody comes - gas turned down.
Sandy says, -
"We'll sit down here and wait. We'll see the head of the
procession come in sight away off yonder pretty soon, now."
Says I, -
"It's pretty lonesome, Sandy; I reckon there's a hitch somewheres.
Nobody but just you and me - it ain't much of a display for the
barkeeper."
"Don't you fret, it's all right. There'll be one more gun-fire -
then you'll see.
In a little while we noticed a sort of a lightish flush, away off
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Lone Star Ranger by Zane Grey: without any idea of where it might lead, he softly pushed it
open a little way and slipped in.
CHAPTER XX
A low cry greeted Duane. The room was light. He saw Ray
Longstreth sitting on her bed in her dressing-gown. With a
warning gesture to her to be silent he turned to close the
door. It was a heavy door without bolt or bar, and when Duane
had shut it he felt safe only for the moment. Then he gazed
around the room. There was one window with blind closely drawn.
He listened and seemed to hear footsteps retreating, dying
away.
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