Short Story : ' The Seal On The Note '

Once he had caught the subtle gesture of the princess, it was defined for the lover which path in his life’s forked road he would follow. The truth of the princess or her betrayal, the lady or the tiger, life or death?

Keys, having virtually no reason for emotional attachment, are mentioned in line 5 with a tone of acceptance that, “Yes, it is okay to lose keys.” Although vital to the penetration of a lock, keys are such a generic object that they can be easily replaced and, aside from the inability to open that door, will not be missed for long. Lines 2 and 3 state that “so many things seem filled with the intent

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Scar paced back and forth across the width of the cave he now calls home. I must bide my time before I can get back my rightful throne. If I attack to soon dissension might break out in the pride and I will surely lose my newly gained thrown.

Watching as his troops easily advance, securing block after block, Count Nightburn grew impatient, knowing that his prize was within his grasp, and made the decision to forego the assistance from his army to slip away, proceeding alone to the palace. He found only a handful of guards protecting the entrance and these, he easily dispatched with his sword. Walking unscathed to the palace’s two great doors, opening and stepping inside, he found himself in a long hallway lined with large pillars. Cautiously, he moved down the hall with his way suddenly barred by two soldiers stepping out from behind the pillars, swords drawn, but he dispatched

other objects that guarded the door the key to uncovering the secrets of the ancient world.

I looked down at the golden locket. It was round, engraved with intricate twisting designs. In the middle was a crest of an upside-down triangle with a pair wings openly spread. Out of the golden item only the wings were silver, and they glinted under the sunlight. I was tracing the outline with my finger, when a lock came

You are out for dinner with your wife and young child, it's your wedding anniversary. Suddenly your child starts crying and to entertain him you wife gives him the house keys to play with. When you are through with dinner you head home, suddenly you realized you do not have your keys with you. You call the restaurant but the staff are not able to find the keys. It is such a frustrating situation. There are many similar situations where we miss place our keys and find ourselves in this position. This is when we require an emergency locksmith services.

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On the way to the Kings palace, they passed through alleys to not cause uproar or have anyone be curious. After going through what seemed like thousands of alleys they finally made it to the palace. The outside was covered in marble with statues of Hindu gods under every window. The doors were made out of iron and wood, which made it seemingly very hard to move. The inside was full of beautiful flowers that complemented the wonderful gold studded walls. In the middle of the room were four azalea bushes with the Kings throne carved out of wood. On the arms of the throne were silver lion’s heads, the seat was cushioned with red silk, and stuffed with lamb’s

She ran, her breath coming in gasps. Just a few more steps. Tears fell freely, blurring her vision, but that did not matter she still remembered the way. The worn rock steps had been a comfort to her when she was a child. Now they pierced her bare feet cutting into her skin as broken as she felt. The destination was a place she had once called her own. The maids had told her that the kingdom was guarded by magic to keep away anyone who tried harm to the royal family. She refused to believe them of course, magic was long dead in her

I look at the box and find a charm that looks like a book. It was blue and it was open halfway and had a bookmark at the top of it. The other charm would have a little golden heart that look liked a locked department. The very last charm I picked up would be a silver key that went with the golden heart lock. I smile and put them all in my palm of my hand and show them to the women behind the counter. “I want these ones

“Stay here” Tulbur said, and then walked into another room, while Krish was waiting he grabbed his stone and started to inspect it further, he saw that the stone had turned back into the dark crimson, and it was warm to the touch,” What is the stone, and what is it for?” Krish thought. Tulbur walked back into the room and said, “Bring it here son”

Bang, Thunder rumbles in the house. I’m sitting on the couch in torn jean overalls and my black plaid shirt. Mom and Dad are arguing. They can never get along. Why did they get married in first place? I guess I will never know. This time they’re arguing about grandma and if she should move in. The reason this is happening is because grandpa was killed in a plane crash a week ago. Grandma then called mom and asked if she could stay. They’ve been saying stuff like,

After close reading the short story Memento Mori by Jonathan Nolan I have come to the conclusion that Romanticism is prevalent in the story. After the attack that killed Earl’s wife and injured Earl’s brain, he lost his ability to make new memories and so he was controlled and confined by other people saying what they are doing is for his own good. Earl was trying to find his place in the universe, as every day he had to wake up and relearn where he is and what he is doing. He was a man driven by emotion, he had lots of hate and seemed pretty helpless but he also has a sense of dark humor that helps him deal with his reality. His emotion was a key part of the story as it triggered his actions. But of course, the only way he kept track of information