Analysis Of The Book ' The Great Gatsby ' By F. Scott Fitzgerald

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Lucy went into the bedroom to check on Natsu, and saw that he had the comforter pulled up to his chin even though he was sweating. Poor Natsu. What could Lucy do? She’d done all she could for now.

She picked up her half-written book, and went outside to the big oak tree that bordered Natsu’s house. She climbed to a branch that would hold her, and leaned against the trunk of the tree, beginning to write the next scene.

And the lady knew that their love could never be darkened, not by jealous, nor anger, nor even by all the enemies that threatened them, for she knew he would protect them both from everything. She felt safe knowing he was looking out for her, even when he himself was battling a monster. But she felt as though she did not maybe do enough for him, for when he showed his love in great displays, she showed her love for him at home, by cooking his meals and simply being his. Sadly, the lady began to feel as though she weren’t deserving of the knight who claimed to love her through everything.

Lucy looked up from her writing to see that hours had passed, and the dawn had come. She watched the sun rise for a bit, noting the reds and pinks and how they came together to make a picture perfect scene. She wished for a moment that she was a painter instead of a writer so she could capture the beauty of the sun for all time.

She was so caught up in her thoughts that when a voice called, “Luce! Lucy, where are you?” she almost fell out of the tree. She knew the…

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