David: Welcome Thomas‚ we are very glad you came. Thomas: Thanks! I am happy to be here. David: We invited you here to ask you questions about your last several weeks during the trials. These trials must had been very hard on you and your friends. Thomas: Yes‚ those weeks were the hardest times of my life‚ and the only ones I can remember. David: Why is that? Thomas: When WICKED first gathered all of their test subjects‚ they erased most of our memories. We could remember the names of objects
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Today happened to be a cloudy‚ overcast day with an air temperature of six degrees Celsius and the water a few degrees warmer. The day held the promise of a winter storm approaching well before nightfall. The surf’s rough‚ but nothing a raft of Selkies or seals couldn’t handle. Now the local Selkie clan would meet the three male Leopard seal out in the ocean in their non-humanoid form. The Leopard seal shifters differ vastly from the Selkies. Selkies required their fur pelt to take on their Selkie
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Clang! A mountain of falling goblets and dirty silver platters pierces my ear drums and I instantly wake. As the pungent odor of boar wafts through the air and my eye catches a beam of the mid-morning sun‚ I realize that I failed to return from the mead hall. That could prove to be a costly mistake. “This isn’t an inn‚ Cathasach‚” said Judoc‚ my friend‚ the hall’s keeper and‚ fortunately‚ Amoorhi’s finest chef. “Have clemency‚ brother! I am still weary from last evening’s battle against the
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Hanging by a thread “Alexa Mackenzie…the name known to all in our neighborhood. You galvanize our denizens that induce a jealousy in my heart‚ you bees knees! “Good Bellings finally assented after denying the same point for weeks in utter envy. I placed the teacup after drinking the rest of it. “I have been singing your praises and there you are decoding an antiquated Latin text!” She hollered. “Bell‚ you comprehend the fact that I detest being showered with praises‚ don’t you?” I threw a rhetorical
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Winchell nervously looks at the clock on the wall‚ which is directly in front of him‚ peers through the glass panel at his left into the engineer´s booth‚ and then glances around the room. It is thirty seconds to nine. A studio visitor‚ seated in one of the four chairs alongside the wall‚ coughs‚ and Winchell looks up anxiously‚ He reaches for the water pitcher‚ fills a paper cup‚ and takes a quick swallow. The buzzer sounds on the keyboard in front of the announcer as the engineer signals fifteen
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the ground‚’ Nero observes to SH as they are being bundled ever further down a winding tunnel. From somewhere the MC’s voice‚ ‘Look‚ we wanted some razz-matazz out there tonight‚ but things are not really working out. You’ve at least discovered that Story Hunter is not dead meat.’ With frustration shining through in voice SH complains‚ ‘Yeah‚ it is all well and good to have found me‚ but now we have lost Buiteboer to the netherworld‚ it seems.’ The MC sounds unconcerned about Buiteboer’s whereabouts
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They were not criminals and if they signed the paperwork they were agreeing to be just that. Mother refused to sign as a show of dignity and pride. These attributes are nonmaterial things that the guards could not take away from Lina’s mother. This story is about compassion‚ determination‚ love‚ hope‚ and miracles. I chose compassion because of the shocking ending in which the guard is the one that really helps the prisoners to survive. Even in the face of total hopelessness‚ there are people who still
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to the racist nature of the Europeans who colonized Canada. The main character in the story‚ Big Tom‚ appears physically and mentally worn out by his life. At the beginning of the story‚ the reader gets a sense of bitterness with how he perceives his life. Despite living in poverty‚ he appears to be a caring father. The reader senses Big Tom grappling with his Native identity when he tells his infant son a story: “his voice slid awkwardly through the ageless folktale of his people”. It is as if Big
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I sit here talking to a 34 year old women who seeks to help other‚ but says that because she has so few supporter that it is hard to raise even $5‚000.00 to help the apartment complex she lives in buy a few electronic devices. She has even tried to raise money for a homeless epileptic father son duo‚ but gained only $6. She says with a sad and hopeless look on her face. "How cruel can my fellow man be not to want to help those in need‚ and no I don’t want to hear this line about people don’t have
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tradition that has no longer a point for the killing of an innocent person? Why?” “It’s Tessie‚” Mr. Summers said‚ “Show us her paper‚ Bill.” Bill went over to me and took the paper from my hand and showed it to the crowd. “Alright folks‚” Mr. Summers said. “Let’s finish this
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