Fahrenheit 451 Alternate Ending

This is an extended ending, taking place after the conclusion of the book itself. Not written in Ray Bradbury’s style.

Montag walked up the river with the others. Silence hung over the group that day. No one spoke a word as they walked. The river was flowing calmly and gently. No disturbances at all. They bombs thankfully were not close enough to damage anything in or around it. Walking slowly, Montag watched a few fish swim just beneath the surface. Lazily swimming. Granger and the others started to talk with the others. Mostly about small things such as the weather and the place that they were heading… The city. Awkwardly Montag walked up and listened to the conversation. “We’ve been walking for a day now. Shouldn’t be long till we get there.” Granger explained. “When we get there the first thing we need to do is search for survivors. Then we can try and

Law enforcement rushes in to surround Tendou, the villain Kuroo's just defeated, as Kuroo himself does his best to stay inconspicuous. Some photographer snaps a picture before he can fully melt backwards into the shadows, and he winces.

“Never seen that man before in my life.” he voiced, tilting his hat down more. Irritated, the female stomped away, heading to the next table. His hazel eyes followed the woman until she ended up at the other end of the bar. After gulping his drink, he faltered to the back door with a concerned look on his face. He prayed that the female distracted herself with the other bar patrons.

In my extended ending for Fahrenheit 451, I borrowed the sentence structure in use, the element of imagery and the theme of life and death. In the novel, the author expressed his thoughts in long sentences. The various parts and ideas of his sentences were divided by commas. This form is used to create a time-dragging description of events in the story.

Literature has been such a captivating form of entertainment that can often best describe the age in various ways. Authors express the different scenarios for the demise of the world with what they believe to be possible based on the predictions from “fervently apocalyptic religions” (Apocalyptic Literature (2008, May 28) Britannica.com/art/apocalyptic literature) such as Christianity or scientific discovery. Their portrayals of possible world ending scenarios have been intriguing for the readers and their predictions have allowed their theories to be analyzed and added to the possible ways the world could end and what caused it to end. In Fahrenheit 451 by Ray Bradbury, Bradbury’s interpretation of the possible outcome of the world after

“How does she expect a blind bird to soar”, she muttered to herself as she turned her attention back to the hotel room. Her face brightened. The lights were on.

“I lost you in the market,” he says. “That same merchant was trying to sell me something as I passed by. When I looked up, all I saw was smoke. People panicked though it was more fires.”

"So. How are we going to get back to the village?" I said, more to myself than anyone. Mikasa continued to stand outside the ice cave, while I paced around and Eren hopped

The sun climbed up the sky, shining the fields a brilliant golden. The barley stalks waved majestically in the wind. A lush valley filled with green willows and shrubs lied past the fields. On the other side of the field, the ranch was overshadowed by the large and strong Gabilans. A herd of rabbits bounded through the valley, and sat on the fluffy grass, watching a large grey hulk stand lifelessly in the center of the field. A large cloud meandered over the Gabilans, changing the well-defined brown slopes to an ominous black.

“True,” Lucy spoke then she slowly got up and turned toward the door, “Wait is everyone watching the door?”

“He’s in this other room. Come on.” Jamie signals Annabelle to walk with him. Naquesha goes over and talks to another friend about some business.

Her mother started crying and father had tears in his eyes. They were all smiling, then Alli’s nephew’s came running into her arms. They were all laughing and smiling as tears of joy ran down each of their faces. Alli looked back and smiled, Amelia returned the gesture with a smile of her own and waved. She began walking back to her own house, when she noticed something, the sun was still setting. It was late noon just as it had been in the forest. But she had a more important question. “Back their. With the sword thing. How did I? It was a

“Well Lady Amaleh tried to kill me, but Ozwin is safe and that’s all that matters,” Hunter replied looking around at the view, “but something is still niggling at my brain,” he sighed and looked back at Vaylen, “where

Gawin has a moment of clarity, which makes it even harder for him to turn away from invoking the old words of the Gods. He opens his eyes and sees Samuel, tilting his head as though he was examining him.