| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Beast in the Jungle by Henry James: that was what had been in the lap of the gods. He had had her word
for it as he left her--what else on earth could she have meant? It
wasn't a thing of a monstrous order; not a fate rare and
distinguished; not a stroke of fortune that overwhelmed and
immortalised; it had only the stamp of the common doom. But poor
Marcher at this hour judged the common doom sufficient. It would
serve his turn, and even as the consummation of infinite waiting he
would bend his pride to accept it. He sat down on a bench in the
twilight. He hadn't been a fool. Something had BEEN, as she had
said, to come. Before he rose indeed it had quite struck him that
the final fact really matched with the long avenue through which he
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from The Riverman by Stewart Edward White: frost had not yet departed. At camp the fires roared invitingly.
Charlie's grub was hot and grateful. The fir beds gave dreamless
sleep.
Newmark followed the work of the log-drive with great interest. All
day long he tramped back and forth--on jam one day, on rear the
next. He never said much, but watched keenly, and listened to the
men's banter both on the work and about the evening's fire as though
he enjoyed it. Gradually the men got used to him, and ceased to
treat him as an outsider. His thin, eager face, his steel-blue,
inquiring eyes behind the glasses, his gray felt hat, his lank,
tense figure in its gray, became a familiar feature. They threw
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The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from Riders of the Purple Sage by Zane Grey: sage. We're half way to Sterling."
"Ah! I wonder how it is with Lassiter and Miss
Withersteen."
"Never fear, Bess. He'll outwit Tull. He'll get away and hide her
safely. He might climb into Surprise Valley, but I don't think
he'll go so far."
"Bern, will we ever find any place like our beautiful valley?"
"No. But, dear, listen. Well go back some day, after years--ten
years. Then we'll be forgotten. And our valley will be just as we
left it."
"What if Balancing Rock falls and closes the outlet to the Pass?"
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