His feet are numb. Seaspray splashes onto his cheeks, glistening under the moonlight. Water pools around his ankles as waves ebb back and forth over the rough shore. It's early in the summer—the dreaded Japanese humidity is not yet at its peak—but the monsoon season has begun. So far, this year's summer rain, the everlasting tsuyu, is the same as it's always been. Rain is rain, Yuuri thinks. Rain has been the same for millennia. Except Yuuri knows that's not true. Being friends with Phichit teaches you things—weather patterns over the last century, carbon emission trends, the hashtag of the year on Twitter—you name it. Admittedly, Yuuri doesn't always pay attention to Phichit's ramblings (especially when they start to get political), but …show more content…
The Japanese Branch is peaceful and quietly devoted to technology research. They've bred some exceptional Field Arbitrators in the past few decades (a fact which Yuuri is intensely proud of), but that number has declined. There are no other Japanese Field Arbitrators, none that Yuuri can speak with. Though now, Yuuri thinks, they wouldn't talk to me even if I begged them to. His parents had welcomed him back with open arms, but he knew that the Japanese Branch resented him. Sure, Yuuri was lucky—he'd gotten away with barely a slap on the wrist—but the punishment still left a bitter taste in his mouth. A temporary suspension is disgraceful, no matter how harsh the alternatives might be. As Japan's only Field Arbitrator, it was Yuuri’s duty to make his compatriots proud. He failed. He had broken a law, a sacred law that even the most liberal of Arbitrators hesitated to tamper with. He'd broken a law and had paid for it. Otabek had told Yuuri to lay low and stay out of the spotlight—no matter how hard that might be—but he didn't know how much Yuuri loathed them. Spotlights shone with a sickly light; they were ugly and spun dizzily, scorching everyone under their relentless beams. Yuuri was often left feeling a tad more than just
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December 14, 1924 was a bright, beautiful winter morning, the sky a vibrant blue without a cloud roaming around. The previous night, a heavy snowfall had powdered and blanketed the ground. Children all around town were enjoying playing, skipping, and laughing in the city of Paris, France.
Ela ran in front of the family and planted her sturdy body like a mountain between the hunters and the babies standing in a position of charge. With her ears backward, her long trunk swinging from side to side she aggressively trumpeted. Her small amber eyes filled with undaunted resolution. But the hunters weren't afraid of Ela, they rose their rifles ready to shoot her!
Samael's eyes too filled with tears, but they weren't tears of sadness or even pain, but of joy. He smiled widely, a trembling hand lifting to gently caress Amaimon's cheek, brushing away his own tears. He knew it must have surprised his brother, especially considering the way he cried so suddenly. He could see an immeasurable amount of guilt in his mate's gaze and he knew it tore him asunder. It hurt, it did, but it didn't matter, being with Amaimon like this mattered. Over The last few months together Samael had learned once again how to read his brother's emotions easily and he knew just by looking up at him and that guilt that just as he had the earth King had imagined this. He'd thought of this too, but slower, gently, just like the time
1. Pheoby's moral code is differs from the towns, because Pheoby is best friends with Janie, Pheoby doesn't see Janie as Mrs. Joe Starks like the rest of the town. As Janie is walking through town, the ladies on Pheoby's porch make snide comments about Janie's, “blue overhalls” (2), and questions, “ Where she [leave] dat young lad of a boy she went off her with” (2). While Pheoby decides to ignore their comments, and check on Janie. I believe Pheoby's code is 'truly moral' because, she doesn't judge Janie and her choices like the rest of the town.
To Yossarian he was “living” the dream, because he could fake pains and need to stay in the hospital for days at a time until he “felt better” which kept him out of flying missions. While this was “everything he wanted”, we later learn that Colonel Cathcart (complete ignorant sun of a gun) keeps raising the missions the soldiers have to fly until they are allowed to be grounded and this actually hurts Yossarian’s plan of staying here until the war is over. Although the hospital seemed to be his paradise, no one liked him there but let him stay even though some knew he was lying about the pains in his liver, bringing up one of the several reasons his squadron was very contradictory and messed
That first night at the barracks changed Eva’s life forever, and it changed her way of thinking. She remembers how tired she was and yet not being able to sleep that night, turning to count a handful of large moving figures on the ground. When she had gotten to 5 she jumped up screaming “MICE! MICE!” to which another girl in a top bunk looked over responding “silly girl. Those are not mice those are rats. And you better get used to them because they are everywhere,” and she was right, they were everywhere. Realizing that they wouldn’t be able to fall asleep the two girls settled on taking a trip to the latrine in an attempt to clear their heads. Neither of them could have expected what they saw. As Eva walked into the bathroom she saw the bodies
1. I do believe Jones is being truthful about Ebert, for the most part. I could see how it could be possible that Jones may have “sweetened” it up because he saw Ebert as a real good person. Ebert comes of as an honest and innocent person so I do believe he is being truthful about himself. I’m more likely to believe what someone says about their self because no one knows you better than you.
Okuyasu can relate to your fear, understanding what being on-guard 24/7 feels like. Nonetheless, he’d be crushed, wanting to show you how damn much he adores you. Internally, he’d be a wreck; he’s worry that he’s too gruff, or too scary, or just too... Okuyasu. It would absolutely break him. Still, he’d set his own feelings aside to focus on you, and improving your relationship together. He’d share his experiences about his own family with you, happy that you’d be able to identify with him, even if it’s over something so somber. Expect him to try to touch you more, getting you familiar to his affection, assuring that he’d never harm you.
I agreed, Michal raised the same question you have posited. However, I think I get it wrong them. To be fair is confusing to me as well. "ALL" doesn't make sense because we have 13 warehouses and approximately half captured in this report, therefore, the term "ALL" might be a bit dicing. Hang in there, I'm hoping to get back to you before the close of today with more definite answers. Thanks and sorry Michal
Who knew one could kill a messenger and right after take their own life. With the small success Christianity had been brought to its primitive land, I traveled down to the lower Niger and as the days went on I was more disappointed with the reality of each day that was brought upon. I stood watching Okonkwo, a man from the Umuofia clan, rise to protect his surroundings by not letting the messengers through. Okonkwo grabbed his machete and in the blink of an eye the messenger was unconscious, and his body lay on the ground like a butchered animal in a pool of blood. For one second, he was there and then gone quicker than one breath. Aside from the beat of my heart, no muscle would move. He killed one of our own and then acted as a coward, knowing
The hot sun beamed off Remi's body as sweat ran down her skin like rain drops. Today was the official beginning of fall and the sun has yet to show mercy on any soul living. And to make matters even worse the A/C unit was out of order which meant every one in Lakeview Apartment would have to suffer from the unbaring heat.
Burrowed: Move underneath or press close to something in order to hide oneself or in search of comfort. Especially in times of worrisome or need. Ex: John is burrowed deep under his bed sheet covers when he hears noises at night.