Devil's Night

leaves crushed under worn out soles. the stars kissed the evening sky, as did the moon. the lamps that surrounded the landscape of freshly cut shrubs and cobblestone were set aflame and illuminated the pathway that led to the massive balcony that overlooked one of the most beautiful parts of verona. the youngest but astoundingly handsome son of montague peered upwards to find a window, a moving silhoulette and a candlelight obvious to the eye. "but soft, what light through yonder window breaks

“Hisssss!” The tram slid to a stop, hovering slightly above the track. “Welcome to Station 7.” An electronic voice said over the intercom. “Enjoy your stay in Nia.” Nicholas Pierce looked up from his tablet and grabbed his brief case from the seat beside him. Actively avoided eye contact with anyone, he shuffled out into the open square. The light from the giant solar lamps attached to the ceiling of the cave high above caused him to wince and look down into his tablet once again. It was already

metal beams and abandoned train cars. There’s the sound of a languid stream 20 or 30 feet below me, running perpendicular to the tracks. I look to my left, down the tracks and into the distance, remembering the many days and nights spent here with her. We’d look to the sky at night and talk about the stars, or sit in the shadow of the cars on hot summer days. All that remained of those golden memories was the eerie sound of emptiness, a brash juxtaposition against the happy days gone by. She and I were

Many people in Houston may not have known, but Arizona hard dance dj & producer Mrotek came to town right before the New Year. However, for an event with little promotion and little public knowledge, it turned out to be an energetic night with underground warehouse vibes and killer music. Things seemed off to a rocky start weeks before the event took place, which led us to go in with relatively low expectations. Last minute venue changes, a late addition cooler fee, ticket "donations", and generally

In the book Night, Elie Wiesel and his father are put in perilous circumstances when they are forced to live through the various concentration camps in the Holocaust. Eliezer and his father feel vulnerable while fearfully living in concentration camps. When Elie Wiesel and his father were taken to Auschwitz, they became scared about what was to come and felt rather powerless, feeling threatened by Nazis surrounding them. “Never shall I forget those moments that murdered my God and my soul and turned

form a storm which would mean that, Shinji is having negatives thoughts and loses his hope, becoming dark as a the night sky. Hatsue, on the other hand, was feeling secure and guided as the lighthouse guided her home to her loved one, “The sky was just beginning to become light”, which was the lighthouse ”but the village and its harbor, which faced northwest, still remained in night” (35). The lighthouse symbolizes direction, protection and guidance, when one is lost at the sea, ends up recurring

that person fights against might be the very thing that person will become. This statement is valid and holds true in both life and literature. Night by Elie Wiesel supports the idea to not fight like the enemy. Wiesel uses setting and characterization to develop his story and to get this point across. Elie Wiesel uses the setting to develop his story. Night occurs in several different locations between the ghettos and different concentration camps. The year is 1944 when the story starts and Eliezer

famous, the press can use this if they want. That probably won’t happen though. I’d be okay with that too. I need to focus now. I’ve been going over what happened ever since that night. I need to write it down before I forget something. So, where else to start other than the beginning? I got home from school that night. It was about a week and a half ago now, but I remember it ever so clearly. I got home, grabbed a pudding cup, and

Everything that happened in Elie Wiesel’s night. I will see, smell, and feel the holocaust through the eyes of Wiesel. “Alright, uh, Yavin. Nice name. I’m Mr. Hiraku. Are you ready?” the teacher asked, looking down at his chart for my name. “Yes sir.” I answered, a bit shakily. I had used VR before for video games, but never for something so important. “Alright. I’m going to read you off some side effects involved with this experience. ‘While participating in the Night VR experience software, you may encounter

Jews to anticipate Nazi terrorism. The Jews of Sighet were of disproving failure to anticipate Nazi terrorism in reason of two factors: disbelief by doubt and ignorant fear within themselves and their community of Hitler’s extermination strategy. In Night, the author introduces his life as a teenager and his relations with Moshe the Beadle, a shtibl who would joyfully about the Kabbalah and its mysterious revelations and guide him into studying such esoteric tradition, but then drone endlessly about