A Faded Memory Of A Voice Lost Long Ago

But the brook, in the course of its little lifetime among the forest-trees, had gone through so solemn an experience that it could not help talking about it. ”(p.168) the quote shows that what she had done had caused her to be sad which made her full of anxiety. “trusting no man as his friend, he could not recognise his enemy. ”(p.119)

Speaker/Situation: After williams death elizabeth was devastated. Here Victor describes how he saw Elizabeth, which gives us an image of how deeply in sorrow she was for the murder of her young cousin william.

pushed the narrator to an extent. She became sick of their relationship, growing numbness to the pain that he makes her face.

The teeth were broken. There was a swollen black bruise under his left eye. The cheekbone was gone...” These fragments set up the new mood in the story. From this moment on the men blame themselves for the death of their friend.

He was gone now, her mother and sister too. The Princess was the closest thing to family she had left.

oh so much. He didn’t think about how she would feel or even how his parents would feel. He left them in the dark, without knowing whether he was alive or not. When his mother was sitting down and looking at the photos of him during his final days she cried and said “I just don’t understand why he had to take those kind of chances. ”(132)

Terror stricken, she said softly, “Then the death of my dear friend would have been in vain. The betrayal of Freddie and the other lads would account for nothing. He’s got to be found,” she stopped and later burst into a torrent of tears, “otherwise, I will be killed by his henchman, who I fear is still taking orders from him.”

Sadly, with this emotional pain and a lack of parental oversight over Robby, cause him to lost control as seen with him thinking about and carrying the emotional pains of his friend which “...felt like a coffin full of

Her whole world was crashing down. It what seemed like only a split second, her best friend’s father had been condemned to death. Someone who she considered to be like a father was going to be taken away, ripped away from her.

Mrs. Mallard was effected with a heart trouble that brought and emotion connection between her husband’s death and her. Her husband died of a tragic railroad accident. I believe her heart trouble was a broken heart because of the loss of her significant other. Her husband friend stood by her side as she grieved over her husband’s death. Mrs. Mallard felling of abandonment made me feel apologetic for her and also a connection due to the relation of feeing a sense of sorrow. Instead of her expressing her feeling; she choose to go to her room. Many people grieve in different ways to cope with the pain and hurt of losing someone. Mrs. Mallard choose to isolate herself from other which is a way someone expresses their hurt. As she locks herself

The Princess is a sweet genital girl, who doesn’t really agree with her fathers way of torturing people. She really loves this man and she doesn’t was him to get eaten. But she was about to find out who was behind the door with the woman. It was one of her lest favorite people, some who she didn’t like, but her lover was friends with. She knew who

Isolde, cold and bleeding in Camelot’s Throne Room, lay dying in her lover, Tristan’s, arms.

The mental image of lifeless Desdemona on the bed with her husband standing above her, the pillow still in his guilty, trembling hand. I thought I was too late and in that moment, I was enraged, grief-stricken and in a state of incredulity. A life without my best friend would’ve have been a life not worth living. Write more of letter.

My eyes drifted around the room before settling on the tea, now lukewarm in my hands. Maudie’s nonchalant face came to mind, and her firm, strong voice commanding Jean Louise and I back into the kitchen played in my head. The sudden news of Tom’s death had upset her, but she revealed nothing as such. She said to Jean Louise to stop her shaking and instructed me to control myself. Maudie maintained her composure, and assisted in upholding mine. I wondered how she had done it, but nevertheless I was grateful.

This concentration on the princess stops just short of allowing for a conclusive lesson based on the princess’s thoughts and actions.