Hector Dialectical Journal

Juan’s brother takes care of Juan after Juan leaves the evil gypsy, Madrid’s care. Later on after Juan leaves his care. Juan’s brother returns with a judge, who comes with a slave and a clerk. The judge forces Juan to stand which he really can’t do because he is weak from an illness. While the judge surveys the house possessions. He forces Juan to bring books, when the judge leaves Juan faints, when he reaches his cot. Later that night Juan’s brother explains that the judge was just doing his

Prove It/Elaborate it (This shows that...because): it was Victor’s big chance to impress Teresa, and he wasn’t going to miss it.

His head shot up when his tears had stopped and his face had stiffened, returning back to its original stoic expression. His gaze shifted over to his organ where his piece rests in its leather binding.

Crane’s approach to writing about the war was fresh because, of the fact that we were basically inside the heads of one of the soldiers(henry). We could feel how he felt and we knew his fears. Besides that Crane was blunt about how disorganized the war was.

Does feeling valuable or not dictate daily emotions? Does it develop an impediment for happiness? Does it make humans bored, angry, and unhappy? Well, only Hector can tell. Hector lives a tidy and comfortable life where his only worry equates waking up alive each morning.

Sophie took it between two fingers gingerly. “It… really is,” she said in awe. The card he gave out, before he joined the CIA all those months ago, reading ‘Agent

As he glanced over the page they were on, he felt his heart stop. On the top of the parchment was a white phoenix on a black background. It had been decades since he even thought of that particular coat of arms.

Lucius turned his head slightly to look at Ina May and growled, “Never mind what I said.” For the slightest moment, Lucius saw Ina May smile. Mr. Ball let the glass door shut easily.

“First of all, you never answered my questions - the ones I asked when I first met you.”

“Uncle Mike I need to know what they are” he replied glancing back to the doorway “no secrets”

“Later, right?” Kairi gave her best friend an empty smile. “Don’t worry Tsuna, your eyes told me

Her attention turned to the amulet hung from his neck. It was unexpectedly beautiful. The green shimmered with a brilliance that seemed almost alive. Arawn continued, breaking her trance on the stone. He spoke of its purpose and why it was given to him.

She tried to shake off the feeling of curiosity, because from the way he talked it seemed that he didn't want to talk more about it. "This is much more impressive than the nutriment bars and sludge they gave me." She assured Cyrus

Whilst soldiers and servants hurried to obey, Aloysius yanked his hairpin out of the dead demon's hand. The collection of delphinium shimmered into a shatter of prismatic reflections under the magic torches as Aloysius slid the pin into his hair. The snowy ermine trim of his gossamer cloak swayed an impossible breadth away from the streams of blood, remaining chaste as Aloysius walked out of the room.

Pete falls asleep. James crosses over to another table, opens a drawer and recovers the ring. His lips press together.