“I’m back. I couldn’t find what I was looking for.” “What?” The firing squad vanished and Walter Mitty found himself on the sidewalk‚ drenched in rain‚ and the ashy remnants of his cigarette in hand. Mrs. Mitty stood in front of him‚ umbrella in hand‚ with a suspicious scowl on her face. “Look at you‚ your suit is drenched! It will take hours to dry and we are attending that concert tonight.” Mrs. Mitty flailed her arms as she spoke‚ almost hitting passersby with her umbrella. “Come on‚ let’s go
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The locksmith’s cottage was up in flames. Raven ran to the window and saw a girl with an evil glint in her eyes‚ clutching something in her left hand. Her clothes were ripped and she was staring at the cottage. Not helping at all. Just staring. Raven ran up the stairs. They creaked under her light weight. Her footsteps pounding down the landing‚ she frantically searched for her master but he was nowhere to be seen. The corridor had a dark teal wallpaper and ebony floorboards that had been there since
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Gemma was moving quickly now. Before the witches could comprehend what was happening‚ she bent down and took hold of a burning piece of wood from under the boiling cauldron. Her hands twitched‚ avoiding the heat of the flames. Then‚ as quickly and carefully as she could‚ she threw the flaming piece towards the haystack. Consequently‚ the far end of the room burst into flames. The witches howled as the fire spread wildly from the haystack to the window curtains. The window curtains to a pile of books
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“Burn‚ burn‚ burn!” Like the throbbing of a dark heart‚ the chant drummed the crowd into a frenzy. Their howls slammed into the black and white walls of the houses that leaned into the old marketplace. Relentlessly‚ they hammered on and mingled with the heated air that shimmered eover the mass of coifs‚ hats and fists. A greyish haze rose‚ separating Rosy from the sweating mob‚ like ground fog rising on a winter’s day. But this was the height of summer‚ and this mist travelled on the stinking fumes
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Azlaan gave Shifa some time‚ to regain her composure. Few minutes later‚ he pulled her tenderly in front of him and asked‚ ’Are you alright?’ She was still shaken up but managed to nod her head. He was debating what to do next‚ when Shifa leaned on him again‚ completely worn out from the exertion. He held on to her shoulders instinctively‚ to let her know that he would be there to support her‚ whenever she needs him. ’He wanted me to elope with him and when I refused‚ he tried to drag me‚ saying
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My eyes widened as incoherent words spilled out of my mouth‚ begging‚ "please‚ don’t shoot! It ain’t loaded!" but to no avail. I saw Dally go down‚ a crumpled heap; desperate‚ violent‚ and suffering‚ the way every hoodlum went out‚ just the way I had always hoped that Dallas could avoid. I could hear Two-Bit’s voice next to me‚ wild and panicked‚ but I couldn’t make out the words. I felt like I couldn’t move. Suddenly‚ I saw Ponyboy swaying unsteadily on his feet before he hit the ground with a
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Persuasion’s Two Alternate Love Endings Within Jane Austen’s book Persuasion‚ she addresses issues of wealth‚ class‚ looks‚ and love through her use of humor. Love plays a major role in this story because to Sir Elliot‚ the father of Anne Elliot‚ a major character‚ looks and one’s fortune and one’s position in society. Anne Elliot wanted to marry Captain Wentworth‚ however since he was poor at the time‚ Sir Elliot looked does upon him and did not want Anne to marry him: Anne turned down
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even stronger. With each brick I removed I forgave the wretched Fortunado another grievance and as I removed the last brick‚ a feeling of great mercy overcame me and I released him. Freeing both him and myself from the weight of the past. (An alternate ending the "The Cask of Amontillado" by E.A. Poe 1846) Bricks One by one the bricks are falling down little by little life and hopes turn ’round Purging demons‚ blame and shame freeing spirits‚ regaining a name One by one each brick must
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"DAAAAAD!"‚ screamed a tiny Papyrus. Sluggishly‚ Sans came out of his room‚ being woken up rudely by Papyrus’ sudden loud voice. Then again..Gaster did move Papyrus’ bedroom just a few feet by Sans’ room in case Papy need something. Yelling again‚ Papyrus‚ door wide open because he was afraid of the dark would consume him in the middle of the night‚ sat upright in his bed once Sans shuffled in‚ and leaning against the door frame. "What’s up‚ kiddo?"‚ Sans yawned as he rubbed his eyes. Blinking
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Norris’ lips curled up into a tight smile as he led her towards the vehicle. "Yes‚ Juvenile‚ though it’s to be expected‚ considering you’re a dyke‚ and lack experience with men. Vulgar is our natural state." As to her question of whether it had turned him on‚ the rapist left that unanswered‚ aware of the conflict between any denial‚ and the erection he sported. Though that was mostly a product of his anticipation of the night’s events‚ Pete wasn’t about to provide Ms Helm with ammunition to call
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