| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Tarzan the Untamed by Edgar Rice Burroughs: human creatures who abode there, and then the door closed.
Through that door he knew that the girl and the man whom
he sought to succor had been taken into the city. What fate
lay in store for them or whether already it had been meted
out to them he could not even guess, nor where, within that
forbidding wall, they were incarcerated he could not know.
But of one thing he was assured: that if he were to aid them
he could not do it from outside the wall. He must gain
entrance to the city first, nor did he doubt, that once within,
his keen senses would eventually reveal the whereabouts of
those whom he sought.
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from An Episode Under the Terror by Honore de Balzac: a faint, flickering light through the fog. Fear gave her eyes. She
saw, or thought she saw, something sinister about the stranger's
features. Her old terrors awoke; she took advantage of a kind of
hesitation on his part, slipped through the shadows to the door of the
solitary house, pressed a spring, and vanished swiftly as a phantom.
For awhile the stranger stood motionless, gazing up at the house. It
was in some sort a type of the wretched dwellings in the suburb; a
tumble-down hovel, built of rough stones, daubed over with a coat of
yellowish stucco, and so riven with great cracks that there seemed to
be danger lest the slightest puff of wind might blow it down. The
roof, covered with brown moss-grown tiles, had given way in several
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Michael Strogoff by Jules Verne: the summit of which whirled an eddy. Behind the shelter
of the rock there was a comparative calm; yet once within
the circumference of the cyclone, neither man nor beast
could resist its power.
Indeed, some firs which towered above this protection
were in a trice shorn of their tops, as though a gigantic
scythe had swept across them. The storm was now at its
height. The lightning filled the defile, and the thunder-
claps had become one continued peal. The ground, struck
by the concussion, trembled as though the whole Ural chain
was shaken to its foundations.
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