action, taking the enemy by surprise. Without a doubt, the Dweller Tribals under the command of Slow Poke did not expect to meet resistance from these people. Cowards they were when encountering the sight of those who were not afraid to face them in the fury of battle, and due to the death of their leader, the Tribals scattered, fleeing to the only entryway leading to St. Denis Platz, disappearing into the thick brush of foliage not long…
"Time for tea, Miss." Abigail's frail voice rung out, her voice slightly muffled by her quiet knocking - although she had need not to - I was nearly out the door. "Yes, I'll be on my way." It had seem that this tea time was rather, ineluctable. The fire crackled and hissed, well-fed of slanderous and twisted news from the newspaper. It shall be ashes to ashes, died in it's burden. Carefully, I tighten the pearly white gloves around my wrist. I left my room, and made way down the sleepy…
Realization The table was slightly illuminated by the dim, golden light from the lamp, casting blurred shadows against the walls. Papers were strewn everywhere across the wooden surface, rustling gently as a cool wind drifted through the open windows. The places that the lamp’s meager light could not reach were slightly lit up by the soft, silver moonlight. With a small huff of breath, I pinched my nose bridge, trying to fend off the headache that was steadily throbbing through my brain. As…
In Lorain, after getting marriage Pauline begins to miss her people. She has never lived around so many white people. She surprised that the black people living in the North are different than in the south. In the South, the communities were strongly isolated, and whites were over aggressive toward blacks. In the North, the whites and blacks are more integrated and racism is less overt and aggressive but still exists. As a result, outside pressure of white violence and attack does not connect…
eyes were able to process the sight of the CORPORATION man in the dark suit who had been staring at her earlier. His lips were moving angrily, but Harper couldn’t get her ears to hear what he was saying – they were too busy trying to listen for the sound of her mother’s voice in the speaker. Suddenly, Harper’s senses relayed what was happening all at the same time and she heard the next word the angry man spoke with absolute clarity as he violently shook her…
said, “I shall go first and you will follow me” (31). “Did you just quote the Inferno?” I asked, both disgusted and impressed that he had memorized it. He just gave me a look and continued to lead us down to the valley. Throughout our journey, the sound of sighs became overwhelming, “causing the everlasting air to tremble”…
it turns into the animate, proves the role of the environment in shaping and dominating confused and weak human identities and meaningless lives. Scenic elements support the theme of death, including the coffin box for Addie’s body. Simon adds that sound and sight imply the control of the environment over human and material metamorphism. Imagery, he shows, also foreshadows future bad events. Images and scenes depict the essence of chaos in human minds and behaviors. Simon asserts that time is…
Joseph Minton once said, “True art captures emotions, feelings, and the energy of the object, setting or event that is being depicted. It goes far deeper than the cold, flat surface of duplication. True art has an entity of its own, it is alive, and has the ability to speak, effect, move, and convey emotions to its viewer. This is why I personally choose to paint in derivatives of expressionism.” Art is a form of expression. Art is a way in which society can express themselves and show their…
Also the comma in that quote again leaves a small gap between, (“In the old times”) and (“before he threw away his knees”) which again stresses the gap and again increases the anti-climax. He also uses a hyphen here, “He thought he’d better join – He wonders why.” (Line 24) Again Owen is creating an anti-climax but he is trying to stress the fact that the veteran feels as if he lost his limbs for nothing and he’s wasted his life for nothing, just a stupid mistake. “For it was younger than…
Revenge for the Devil I never thought I’d be running through hell with only one arm; fleeing the demons that get off on torturing the souls of the damned. Let’s clear one thing up, they don’t carry around little pitchforks. They prefer tools that can cause more damage, like a hatchet or a sharp blade or two. As I run madly, I get a whiff of the oceans filled with vomit, bile, and the blood leaked out of the tortured. I don’t know if I’ll ever find a way out. You see, Dante was wrong.…