| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Spirit of the Border by Zane Grey: immediately after the convening of the chiefs. Accordingly she got upon Lance
and rode him up and down the village lane, much to the pleasure of the
watching Indians. She scattered the idle crowds on the grass plots, she dashed
through the side streets, and let every one in the encampment see her clinging
to the black stallion. Then she rode him out along the creek. Accustomed to
her imperious will, the Indians thought nothing unusual. When she returned an
hour later, with flying hair and disheveled costume, no one paid particular
attention to her.
That afternoon Joe and his bride were the favored of fortune. With Mose
running before them, they got clear of the encampment and into the woods.
Once in the forest Whispering Winds rapidly led the way east. When they
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Robinson Crusoe by Daniel Defoe: die, master." So I went and fetched a good dram of rum and gave
him; for I had been so good a husband of my rum that I had a great
deal left. When we had drunk it, I made him take the two fowling-
pieces, which we always carried, and loaded them with large swan-
shot, as big as small pistol-bullets. Then I took four muskets,
and loaded them with two slugs and five small bullets each; and my
two pistols I loaded with a brace of bullets each. I hung my great
sword, as usual, naked by my side, and gave Friday his hatchet.
When I had thus prepared myself, I took my perspective glass, and
went up to the side of the hill, to see what I could discover; and
I found quickly by my glass that there were one-and-twenty savages,
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from The Warlord of Mars by Edgar Rice Burroughs: the pit. At the end of this corridor I shall come to a spiral runway
which I must follow down instead of up; after that the way is along
but a single branchless corridor."
And I recalled the exit at which he had pointed as he spoke.
It did not take me long to start upon that unknown way, nor did
I go with caution, although I knew that there might be grave
dangers before me.
Part of the way was black as sin, but for the most it was
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