| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from The Mad King by Edgar Rice Burroughs: Emma von der Tann's eyes showed her incredulity; then,
act by act, she recalled all that this man had said and
done since they had escaped from Blentz that had been
so unlike the king she knew.
"When did you assume the king's identity?" she asked.
Barney told her all that had transpired in the king's apart-
ments at Blentz before she had been conducted to the
king's presence.
"And Leopold is there now?" she asked.
"He is there," replied Barney, "and he is to be shot in
the morning."
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Garden Party by Katherine Mansfield: piece of forked lightning was imprisoned in it. On the table there stood a
jar of sea-pinks, pressed so tightly together they looked more like a
velvet pincushion, and a special shell which Kezia had given her grandma
for a pin-tray, and another even more special which she had thought would
make a very nice place for a watch to curl up in.
"Tell me, grandma," said Kezia.
The old woman sighed, whipped the wool twice round her thumb, and drew the
bone needle through. She was casting on.
"I was thinking of your Uncle William, darling," she said quietly.
"My Australian Uncle William?" said Kezia. She had another.
"Yes, of course."
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Eugenie Grandet by Honore de Balzac: wrath and vengeance of her father.
One deep grief silenced all others. Her mother, that gentle, tender
creature, made beautiful by the light which shone from the inner to
the outer as she approached the tomb,--her mother was perishing from
day to day. Eugenie often reproached herself as the innocent cause of
the slow, cruel malady that was wasting her away. This remorse, though
her mother soothed it, bound her still closer to her love. Every
morning, as soon as her father left the house, she went to the bedside
of her mother, and there Nanon brought her breakfast. The poor girl,
sad, and suffering through the sufferings of her mother, would turn
her face to the old servant with a mute gesture, weeping, and yet not
Eugenie Grandet |
