| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Essays of Travel by Robert Louis Stevenson: to discover that the whole group took me for the husband. I looked
upon my new wife, poor creature, with mingled feelings; and I must
own she had not even the appearance of the poorest class of city
servant-maids, but looked more like a country wench who should have
been employed at a roadside inn. Now was the time for me to go and
study the brass plate.
To such of the officers as knew about me - the doctor, the purser,
and the stewards - I appeared in the light of a broad joke. The fact
that I spent the better part of my day in writing had gone abroad
over the ship and tickled them all prodigiously. Whenever they met
me they referred to my absurd occupation with familiarity and breadth
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from A Princess of Parms by Edgar Rice Burroughs: hands of his two right arms held his immense spear low at the
side of his mount; his two left arms were outstretched laterally
to help preserve his balance, the thing he rode having neither
bridle or reins of any description for guidance.
And his mount! How can earthly words describe it! It
towered ten feet at the shoulder; had four legs on either
side; a broad flat tail, larger at the tip than at the root, and
which it held straight out behind while running; a gaping
mouth which split its head from its snout to its long, massive
neck.
Like its master, it was entirely devoid of hair, but was of a
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Call of Cthulhu by H. P. Lovecraft: of great wings, and of a glimpse of shining eyes and a mountainous
white bulk beyond the remotest trees but I suppose he had been
hearing too much native superstition.
Actually, the horrified
pause of the men was of comparatively brief duration. Duty came
first; and although there must have been nearly a hundred mongrel
celebrants in the throng, the police relied on their firearms
and plunged determinedly into the nauseous rout. For five minutes
the resultant din and chaos were beyond description. Wild blows
were struck, shots were fired, and escapes were made; but in the
end Legrasse was able to count some forty-seven sullen prisoners,
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