| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Mistress Wilding by Rafael Sabatini: Wentworth stopped, looking at Feversham.
"Voyons," said the General.
"I can place you in possession of the man who has wrought our ruin. He
is there," and he pointed theatrically to Richard.
Feversham looked at the limp figure in some bewilderment. Indeed, he
was having a most bewildering evening - or morning, rather, for it was
even then on the stroke of one o'clock. "An' who are you, sare?" he
asked.
Richard came forward, nerving himself for what was to follow. It had
just occurred to him that he held a card which should trump any trick
of Sir Rowland's vindictiveness, and the prospect heartened and
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Redheaded Outfield by Zane Grey: The bright green oval was surrounded by a glittering
mass of white and blue and black. Out
along the foul lines were carriages, motors, and
tally-hos, brilliant with waving fans and flags.
Over the field murmured the low hum of many
voices.
``Here you are!'' cried Huling, making a grab
for Wayne. ``Where were you this morning?
We couldn't find you. Come! We've got a minute
before the practice whistle blows, and I promised
to exhibit you.''
The Redheaded Outfield |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Christ in Flanders by Honore de Balzac: Imperceptibly a mist gathered about the carven stonework, and I only
beheld it through a haze of fine golden dust, like the motes that
hover in the bars of sunlight slanting through the air of a chamber.
Suddenly the stone lacework of the rose windows gleamed through this
vapor that had made all forms so shadowy. Every moulding, the edges of
every carving, the least detail of the sculpture was dipped in silver.
The sunlight kindled fires in the stained windows, their rich colors
sent out glowing sparks of light. The shafts began to tremble, the
capitals were gently shaken. A light shudder as of delight ran through
the building, the stones were loosened in their setting, the wall-
spaces swayed with graceful caution. Here and there a ponderous pier
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