| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Poems by Bronte Sisters: Pale with the secret war of feeling,
Sustained with courage, mute, yet high;
The wounds at which she bled, revealing
Only by altered cheek and eye;
She bore in silence--but when passion
Surged in her soul with ceaseless foam,
The storm at last brought desolation,
And drove her exiled from her home.
And silent still, she straight assembled
The wrecks of strength her soul retained;
For though the wasted body trembled,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: of ideas it started in my mind! Here were new treasuries of data
on the Cthulhu Cult, and evidence that it had strange interests
at sea as well as on land. What motive prompted the hybrid crew
to order back the Emma as they sailed about with their hideous
idol? What was the unknown island on which six of the Emma's crew
had died, and about which the mate Johansen was so secretive?
What had the vice-admiralty's investigation brought out, and what
was known of the noxious cult in Dunedin? And most marvellous
of all, what deep and more than natural linkage of dates was this
which gave a malign and now undeniable significance to the various
turns of events so carefully noted by my uncle?
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Ball at Sceaux by Honore de Balzac: inequality of temper, which had its source in sufferings at once
secret and known to all. The Comte de Kergarouet had some influence
over her, thanks to his increased prodigality, a kind of consolation
which rarely fails of its effect on a Parisian girl.
The first ball at which Mademoiselle de Fontaine appeared was at the
Neapolitan ambassador's. As she took her place in the first quadrille
she saw, a few yards away from her, Maximilien Longueville, who nodded
slightly to her partner.
"Is that young man a friend of yours?" she asked, with a scornful air.
"Only my brother," he replied.
Emilie could not help starting. "Ah!" he continued, "and he is the
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