| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: innocent one. The youth was of a type, at once slightly affected
and slightly ill-mannered, which I could never like, but I was
willing enough now to admit both his genius and his honesty. I
took leave of him amicably, and wish him all the success his talent
promises.
The matter of the cult still remained to fascinate
me, and at times I had visions of personal fame from researches
into its origin and connexions. I visited New Orleans, talked
with Legrasse and others of that old-time raiding-party, saw the
frightful image, and even questioned such of the mongrel prisoners
as still survived. Old Castro, unfortunately, had been dead for
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Glimpses of the Moon by Edith Wharton: the head-waiter's understanding of the case.
Ursula's confidences were always the same, though they were
usually about a different person. She demolished and rebuilt
her sentimental life with the same frequency and impetuosity as
that with which she changed her dress-makers, did over her
drawing-rooms, ordered new motors, altered the mounting of her
jewels, and generally renewed the setting of her life. Susy
knew in advance what the tale would be; but to listen to it over
perfect coffee, an amber-scented cigarette at her lips, was
pleasanter than consuming cold mutton alone in a mouldy coffee-
room. The contrast was so soothing that she even began to take
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Vailima Letters by Robert Louis Stevenson: (Michael), age I suppose 11 or 12, and the new steward, a
Wallis islander, speaking no English and about fifty words of
Samoan, recently promoted from the bush work, and a most
good, anxious, timid lad of 15 or 16 - looks like 17 or 18,
of course - they grow fast here. In comes Mitaiele to Lloyd,
and told some rigmarole about Paatalise (the steward's name)
wanting to go and see his family in the bush. - 'But he has
no family in the bush,' said Lloyd. 'No,' said Mitaiele.
They went to the boy's bed (they sleep in the walled-in
compartment of the verandah, once my dressing-room) and
called at once for me. He lay like one asleep, talking in
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