| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Forged Coupon by Leo Tolstoy: he was losing his customers, and the interest had
to be paid. He borrowed again on interest. At
last his shop and his goods were to be sold up.
Eugene Mihailovich and his wife applied to every
one they knew, but they could not raise the four
hundred roubles they needed to save the shop any-
where.
They had some hope of the merchant Krasno-
puzov, Eugene Mihailovich's wife being on good
terms with his mistress. But news came that
Krasnopuzov had been robbed of a huge sum of
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Lock and Key Library by Julian Hawthorne, Ed.: My world is my life! Thou knowest that my last hope is here--that
all the strength left me this night will die down, like the lamps
in the circle, unless the elixir restore it. Bold friend, spurn
that sorceress away. Hours yet ere those flames can assail us! A
few minutes more, and life to your Lilian and me!"
Thus having said, Margrave turned from us, and cast into the
caldron the last essence yet left in his empty coffer.
Ayesha silently drew her black veil over her face, and turned, with
the being she loved, from the terror he scorned, to share in the
hope that he cherished.
Thus left alone, with my reason disinthralled, disenchanted, I
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Silverado Squatters by Robert Louis Stevenson: June; our red, baking angle in the mountain, a laboratory of
poignant scents. It was an endless wonder to my mind, as I
dreamed about the platform, following the progress of the
shadows, where the madrona with its leaves, the azalea and
calcanthus with their blossoms, could find moisture to
support such thick, wet, waxy growths, or the bay tree
collect the ingredients of its perfume. But there they all
grew together, healthy, happy, and happy-making, as though
rooted in a fathom of black soil.
Nor was it only vegetable life that prospered. We had,
indeed, few birds, and none that had much of a voice or
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