| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The War in the Air by H. G. Wells: metal in the world.
There was no lack of space. Space did not matter, so long as
load did not grow. The habitable part of the ship was two
hundred and fifty feet long, and the rooms in two tiers; above
these one could go up into remarkable little white-metal turrets
with big windows and airtight double doors that enabled one to
inspect the vast cavity of the gas-chambers. This inside view
impressed Bert very much. He had never realised before that an
airship was not one simple continuous gas-bag containing nothing
but gas. Now he saw far above him the backbone of the apparatus
and its big ribs, "like the neural and haemal canals," said Kurt,
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Master and Man by Leo Tolstoy: 'Well, here we are, but heaven only knows where!' said Nikita.
The horse kept straight along the road through the drifted
snow, and before they had gone another hundred yards the
straight line of the dark wattle wall of a barn showed up black
before them, its roof heavily covered with snow which poured
down from it. After passing the barn the road turned to the
wind and they drove into a snow-drift. But ahead of them was a
lane with houses on either side, so evidently the snow had been
blown across the road and they had to drive through the drift.
And so in fact it was. Having driven through the snow they
came out into a street. At the end house of the village some
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Dracula by Bram Stoker: This time, after going to the far side or the Pass, he suddenly
turned down a narrow roadway which ran sharply to the right.
Soon we were hemmed in with trees, which in places arched
right over the roadway till we passed as through a tunnel.
And again great frowning rocks guarded us boldly on either side.
Though we were in shelter, we could hear the rising wind,
for it moaned and whistled through the rocks, and the
branches of the trees crashed together as we swept along.
It grew colder and colder still, and fine, powdery snow began
to fall, so that soon we and all around us were covered
with a white blanket. The keen wind still carried the howling
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