The Orb

Relieved that this odious man had hung up, she slammed the receiver down, and waited a moment to regain her composure after which she would call the said actors into her office. While her assistant prepared the video camera, Kathy poured herself a glassful of Scotch to help settle her nerves after which she gulped it down, and leisurely walked to the door. For a moment, she realized how this town had slowly destroyed her moral fortitude, and it was this diminishment in moral strength that she was

When addressing the ideological perspective of feminism and fitting it into the international orb of human rights it is understandable that violence against women and girls is especially prominent within the world (Lamy 2014, 247). It doesn’t matter whether it is a developing country, or whether it is a first world country. It seems that women and

Decay in The Fall of the House of Usher In the Fall of the House of Usher by Edgar Allan Poe uses mental illness to demonstrate the decay of the Usher family bloodline. Roderick and Madeline are unusual as they come from a singular line of the Usher family. Although they have been split in two as twins so they have split energies. Madeline embodied the feminine energies and Roderick the masculine. Their split can be interpreted as the separation Poe used as a part of their fallen world. The story

graceful eyelashes -- which are unnaturally long for someone her age-- outline the oval shape like a cartoon drawing. The porcelain white of her eye beholds an ashy blue iris like a stormy ocean sky and a dark, enlarged pupil. The stories that the two orbs between her ears tell are endless. Sometimes, they widen in awe at a new discovery. On occasion, they scrunch together in protest to

Maybe she had some form of authority in the kitchen? There have been many pictures taken at the fort and some have unexplained orbs, mists and some even show the presence of soldiers in them. The apparition, who prefers the pantry, hides ingredients stored there and calls people by name, sometimes telling them to get out, two women were baking cinnamon swirls and, when they went

the room. "I was worried sick... you lost a lot of blood. You could have died." "I didn't die. Aren't you glad?" Shiro chuckled at his lovers words. "Ecstatic." Matt rolled over, careful not to hit his arm. His amber eyes gazed into Shiro's dark orbs, pulling a smile from both of them. There was nothing but pure love in the air. Like a moth to a flame, Shiro found himself

“Umph!” The word leaked out of his mouth the second of impact. It may have hurt a lot, that stunning blow to the gut, but the pain wasn’t what bothered him. No. It was the laughter that made him want to hurl a brick at them. He knew he couldn’t lash out. His powers would crush Ninjago City, and all of the innocent people in it. So that wasn’t an option. He still felt like he had to use his powers, each of their blows like the power of a train each one bigger and stronger than the last. Normally,

The Bachelorette: Who Deserves the Final Rose? In Thomas Hardy’s Tess of the d’Urbervilles, he writes of a girl named Tess. Tess is a beautiful independent young lady who struggles with bad luck and irresponsibility. Hardy adds to the plot of bad luck by writing about two boys: Angel and Alec who both strive to have Tess’s heart. By the end of the book, it is pretty obvious that neither of the boys deserve Tess, but Hardy wrote this for the readers to decide who was better. This novel creates a

High white walls of a narrow passageway, lit with familiar florescent lights. A faint humming and hushed mechanical clanking lure in curiosity. Rounding the corner, azure hued jello placed upon silver platters welcome all gazes into a transparent non lucid presentation of the somewhat familiar. The confections rest on pedestals, are quaint and inviting while surrounded by glimpses of other worlds. Large bubbles float on the open white walls providing windows into tropical landscapes made distant

The saint of life, Saint Brahamus was both a child of a wealthy banking family within Florence but also one of the two children who had stumbled upon the literature created by the then Alcemene. Him and his sister's would never be the same from that day on, the two were influenced heavily by their parents to take a more scholarly outlook on life. They hoped to make him a man of cloth, hopefully to soon become the courts chaplain and aid in their families primary faith. Little did they know this would