| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tales of the Klondyke by Jack London: by the sea. The darkness was at its worst, and at midday the sun
could not clear the sky-line to the south. But the ice-jams were
smaller, the going better; so I pushed the dogs hard and traveled
late and early. As I said at Forty Mile, every inch of it was
snow-shoe work. And the shoes made great sores on our feet, which
cracked and scabbed but would not heal. And every day these sores
grew more grievous, till in the morning, when we girded on the
shoes, Long Jeff cried like a child. I put him at the fore of the
light sled to break trail, but he slipped off the shoes for
comfort. Because of this the trail was not packed, his moccasins
made great holes, and into these holes the dogs wallowed. The
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates: Well, it was about the chauffeur. You see, she was spending the
summer here in the chateau. Yes, the chateau above us, white on
the hillside. She and a companion- a girl- alone, with a
household of their own, very happy, very comfortable...
"We are really, you know. Don't think we're suffragists. Truth
is, I'd got about sick of men, and thought I'd take a rest. I
heard of this old place to be let furnished, came to see if it
was half as nice as it sounded, and never even went back to
England to collect Betty. Just couldn't leave it. Betty
followed post-haste with the servants and heavy luggage, and-
and- "
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: from some internal fire. A great restlessness possessed him.
Impulsively Orde leaned forward to touch his hand. It was dry and
hot.
"What is it, Heinzman?" he asked quietly, fully prepared for the
vagaries of a half delirium.
"Ach, Orde!" cried the German, "I am tortured mit HOLLENQUALLE--what
you call?--hell's fire. You, whose wife comes in and saves my Mina
when the others runs away. You, my best friends! It is
SCHRECKLICH! She vas the noblest, the best, the most kindest--"
"If you mean Mrs. Orde's staying with Mina," broke in Orde, "it was
only what any one should have done, in humanity; and I, for one, am
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