Deep Throat

I studied the girl sitting in the grass next to me. Her fingers brushed lightly over the dewy grass; the movement was so gentle that I almost attributed it to the light breeze blowing through the trees far above. The fluttering of the leaves caused the shadows on the forest floor, spawned by the faint sunlight of the approaching dawn, to dance serenely. The sky was dotted with streaks of pink and purple as the sun began to rise above the horizon. I watched the girl, whose name I had only…

was he exiled?” I demanded. Shay shook his head. “I don’t know. Iris didn’t know and I wasn’t about to ask Captain.” I stormed up to him and got in his face. “Why not? He was exiled and you didn’t even tell me!” I paused, stepped back, and took a deep breath. “He was our friend Shay. Why would he take your mate?” Shay continued to shake his head and sat back down on the couch. “I don’t know. It doesn’t make sense. I get that he is protesting the changing of humans into wolfs, he had always…

receive education and training to contribute in the economic development. This was beneficial because it cooled tensions slightly, but did not solve the fundamental problem of racism. This was a sufficient compromise for the time however, because of deep racial tensions something had to be done. Washington knew that blacks weren’t going to be treated equally, so he decided they might as well take advantage of what they are given. Also, Booker T. Washington is admirable for giving this speech for…

shall share with you shortly. Before I begin, I would like to express my deep and sincere gratitude for felicitating me and considering me to don the mantle of Chief of Staff of the ‘Specialized Neurology Department’ at the Heathcroft Hospital. Every parent has a broad smile on their face when the doctor hands them a bundle of joy, but for Mr. and Mrs. Parker it was a challenge placed into their…

great that it completely changes his demeanor. He becomes a different person, experiencing temptations that he had never felt before. In the middle of the book, Dimmesdale tries to confess his sin, “More than once, he had cleared his throat, and drawn in the long, deep, and tremulous breath, which, when sent forth again, would come burdened with the black secret of his soul.” (Hawthorne 132). His guilt had been slowly eating him up. He can feel the black in his soul slowly get bigger and…

adverse situations that the experimenters introduced the participants to. Further proving that while it requires an environmental presence of nurture to offset the conditioning we have received so far, cruelty and savagery would not be possible without a deep basis of inherent evil that resides in humans. Likewise, in The Lord of The Flies the children of the island already possessed an evil along with a good, but due to the domineering nature of Jack and his entourage, the good is snuffed by…

ghastly, gaunt and ominous creature filled her with Mortal terror. The creature let out one long, loud, and continuous scream, utterly anomalous and inhuman - a howl - a wailing shriek, such as might have arisen only out of hell, conjointly from the throats of the dammed in their agony and of the demons that exult in the damnation. As sounds came from it in a kind of screech, the lantern went out, and the place was all in darkness, and Charlotte knew, so that the knowledge filled her with a…

Brynn readied herself for another long day at work. She tied her red hair in her signature French-braid and pulled her coat over her plain blue jumpsuit. She locked the door behind her as she left her apartment. It was late September, but the crisp cold of winter was already in the air. She pulled her ball cap down further and hunched into the wind, trudging through the rain on her mile walk to work. Restoring old artifacts was hard work, but it paid the bills. Brynn couldn’t wait to get back…

hurls her paws at the glass. The alternating pattern of right paw, left paw elongates past her head as the long nails scrr scrr down the window. Smacking down, each powerful thud sounds of a hailstorm. Her heavy, throaty holler of a bark echoes, a deep RAR, RAR, RAR. She jerks upwards with every bark, the noise shaking her as if she were going to leap out the window. Her eyes are burning brown, narrowed and glaring out at the other dog. Her teeth are bared and snapping as she barks,…

Sairim: Lustella 's Descent The night shimmered with golden orbs that slowly pulsated to a silent beat, thin tendrils flowing slightly behind their light. Amethyst and sapphire hues painted the sky above, the colors reflected by the dual moons parallel from one another, both casting their own dim glow. A gentle breeze caressed the soft, bright emerald grass, sharing the scent of the dew-covered blades with the world. Running water trickled against the rocks in a nearby stream, bringing balance…