| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from War of the Worlds by H. G. Wells: I agreed to go with him, under cover of the woods, northward
as far as Street Cobham before I parted with him. Thence I
would make a big detour by Epsom to reach Leatherhead.
I should have started at once, but my companion had been
in active service and he knew better than that. He made me
ransack the house for a flask, which he filled with whiskey;
and we lined every available pocket with packets of biscuits
and slices of meat. Then we crept out of the house, and ran
as quickly as we could down the ill-made road by which I
had come overnight. The houses seemed deserted. In the
road lay a group of three charred bodies close together,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Simple Soul by Gustave Flaubert: or out of innate hardness.
Virginia was growing weaker.
A cough, continual fever, oppressive breathing and spots on her cheeks
indicated some serious trouble. Monsieur Popart had advised a sojourn
in Provence. Madame Aubain decided that they would go, and she would
have had her daughter come home at once, had it not been for the
climate of Pont-l'Eveque.
She made an arrangement with a livery-stable man who drove her over to
the convent every Tuesday. In the garden there was a terrace, from
which the view extends to the Seine. Virginia walked in it, leaning on
her mother's arm and treading the dead vine leaves. Sometimes the sun,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Off on a Comet by Jules Verne: "I confess," said Lieutenant Procope, "we do not seem to have noticed that."
"Well, then," said Ben Zoof, "if you will be good enough to come
with me for about a mile, I shall be able to show you my companions.
But we must take our guns,"
"Why take our guns?" asked Servadac. "I hope we are not going to fight."
"No, not with men," said Ben Zoof; "but it does not answer to throw
a chance away for giving battle to those thieves of birds."
Leaving little Nina and her goat in the gourbi, Servadac, Count Timascheff,
and the lieutenant, greatly mystified, took up their guns and followed
the orderly. All along their way they made unsparing slaughter of the birds
that hovered over and around them. Nearly every species of the feathered
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