| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Shadow out of Time by H. P. Lovecraft: of reality was hideous - and again becomes so as I recall the
scene.
At length I tremblingly pulled the book from its container
and stared fascinatedly at the well-known hieroglyphs on the cover.
It seemed to be in prime condition, and the curvilinear letters
of the title held me in almost as hypnotised a state as if I could
read them. Indeed, I cannot swear that I did not actually read
them in some transient and terrible access of abnormal memory.
I do not know how long it was before I dared to lift that thin
metal cover. I temporized and made excuses to myself. I took the
torch from my mouth and shut it off to save the battery. Then,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Footnote to History by Robert Louis Stevenson: existence of a hospital a source of irritation to Germans and a
fault in policy. His own rude act proved in the result far more
impolitic. The hospital had now been open some two months, and de
Coetlogon was still on friendly terms with Knappe, and he and his
wife were engaged to dine with him that day. By the morrow that
was practically ended. For the rape of the awnings had two
results: one, which was the fault of de Coetlogon, not at all of
Hand, who could not have foreseen it; the other which it was his
duty to have seen and prevented. The first was this: the de
Coetlogons found themselves left with their wounded exposed to the
inclemencies of the season; they must all be transported into the
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Fairy Tales by Hans Christian Andersen: and was now going on in wooden shoes and in his humble dress, for the bell
sounded with so deep a tone, and with such strange power, that proceed he
must.
"Why, then, we can go together," said the King's Son. But the poor child that
had been confirmed was quite ashamed; he looked at his wooden shoes, pulled at
the short sleeves of his jacket, and said that he was afraid he could not walk
so fast; besides, he thought that the bell must be looked for to the right;
for that was the place where all sorts of beautiful things were to be found.
"But there we shall not meet," said the King's Son, nodding at the same time
to the poor boy, who went into the darkest, thickest part of the wood, where
thorns tore his humble dress, and scratched his face and hands and feet till
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