| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Chita: A Memory of Last Island by Lafcadio Hearn: seven inches high; and her bead-glass eyes seemed to twinkle with
kindliness while the flame of the last expiring taper struggled
for life in the earthen socket at her feet.
III.
Rain and a blind sky and a bursting sea Feliu and his men, Miguel
and Mateo, looked out upon the thundering and flashing of the
monstrous tide. The wind had fallen, and the gray air was full
of gulls. Behind the cheniere, back to the cloudy line of low
woods many miles away, stretched a wash of lead-colored water,
with a green point piercing it here and there--elbow-bushes or
wild cane tall enough to keep their heads above the flood. But
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Bureaucracy by Honore de Balzac: useful and as conclusive as the one we are engaged in, the
administration cuts the buttons off the tax-payers."
All. "Bravo, Bixiou!"
Poiret [who comprehends]. "I don't regret my buttons."
Bixiou. "I shall follow Minard's example; I won't pocket such a
paltry salary as mine any longer; I shall deprive the government of my
co-operation." [Departs amid general laughter.]
Another scene was taking place in the minister's reception-room, more
instructive than the one we have just related, because it shows how
great ideas are allowed to perish in the higher regions of State
affairs, and in what way statesmen console themselves.
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Dunwich Horror by H. P. Lovecraft: and evil expectancy.
Earl Sawyer now took the telescope and
reported the three figures as standing on the topmost ridge, virtually
level with the altar-stone but at a considerable distance from
it. One figure, he said, seemed to be raising its hands above
its head at rhythmic intervals; and as Sawyer mentioned the circumstance
the crowd seemed to hear a faint, half-musical sound from the
distance, as if a loud chant were accompanying the gestures. The
weird silhouette on that remote peak must have been a spectacle
of infinite grotesqueness and impressiveness, but no observer
was in a mood for aesthetic appreciation. 'I guess he's sayin'
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