The graveyard was dark and shadowed; tulips lined the cobblestone pathway that led to the mausoleum‚ looming darkly against the feeble moon. I strode through the graveyard‚ glancing nervously around at the shadows that lay thick upon the graves like a shroud. Tulips‚ protruding like withered stakes from the ground‚ lined the pathway‚ and I could smell their sickly-sweet odor as I approached the mausoleum‚ looming above me like a forbidding monument to the feeble moon above. “Rachel!” I cried out
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Today happened to be a cloudy‚ overcast day with an air temperature of six degrees Celsius and the water a few degrees warmer. The day held the promise of a winter storm approaching well before nightfall. The surf’s rough‚ but nothing a raft of Selkies or seals couldn’t handle. Now the local Selkie clan would meet the three male Leopard seal out in the ocean in their non-humanoid form. The Leopard seal shifters differ vastly from the Selkies. Selkies required their fur pelt to take on their Selkie
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man’s world‚ you must act like a man now.’ His father got down from the train and stood outside the window‚ a hand reaching in 195 to pull Anil towards him and kiss his forehead. The train let out a wail‚ announcing its intention to depart in a short while. ‘Are you sending me off because I saw him do it?’ Anil asked. Ragunathan was taken aback by the question. He was ashamed for helping the headman to hide the truth about Marimuthu’s wife’s death‚ ashamed that he had
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‘twas the night before hike-mas. I had begrudgingly agreed to go to bed before 10‚ even though I insisted that I could stay up later and still be okay in the morning. I was all packed. I had packed plenty of water‚ water‚ water‚ and even more water. I had snacks. I had lots of sunscreen on‚ and lots of sunscreen in my backpack‚ although there’s only so much sunscreen can do. I had anxiety about a couple of things. One of those things was my fear of snakes‚ and the other was my fear of heights. I
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Detective Warren Gallagher arrived at the Santa Monica pier a little after eight that morning. He was feeling rather lively because last night his girlfriend Amanda had agreed to become his fiancé‚ and because the barista at Cultivar Coffee Bar had given him an extra shot of espresso on the house. It’s wasn’t every day that he got to report to his job as a crime scene detective looking forward to the day that lay ahead of him. As he stepped out of his Subaru and began to walk up the boardwalk his
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A) An ulcer starts by eroding the mucosa of the GI tract wall. What functions of digestion and/or reabsorption might be lost if this layer is no longer functional? What functions will be compromised if the ulcer eats through the submucosa and then the muscularis? Some of the ingested and secreted may not be absorbed correctly and may seep lumen if the mucosa layer is no longer functional. The functions that may be compromised if the ulcer eats through the submucosa and the muscularis would be the
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Budi is in a hurry. His breath is heavy. Muttering to himself‚ he runs. The path was dark and the evening wind blowing against him‚ giving him a chill. He can hear the sound of crickets echoing through the jungle‚ the wild birds calling each other with eerie tone and leaves brushed by the wind giving off whispers. None of that bothers him. He is on a mission. The situation has taken a turn for the worst. He is out of options. Although common‚ dark arts are not something to be taken lightly. He desperately
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"Test" Essay "Test" written by Theodore Thomas‚ is a short story about humanities need for power. The power being that to control others ideas‚ opinions and self identity‚ through trepidation of divergence and government control. The short story "Test" is derived from the fear of diversification and self identity. From the moment Robert Proctor wakes up from his hypnosis‚ the reader sees that the foundation of the world he is living in is based on control. The act of hypnosis itself‚ is someone
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Hanging by a thread “Alexa Mackenzie…the name known to all in our neighborhood. You galvanize our denizens that induce a jealousy in my heart‚ you bees knees! “Good Bellings finally assented after denying the same point for weeks in utter envy. I placed the teacup after drinking the rest of it. “I have been singing your praises and there you are decoding an antiquated Latin text!” She hollered. “Bell‚ you comprehend the fact that I detest being showered with praises‚ don’t you?” I threw a rhetorical
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As I walked my fingers across the brown flimsy opening of the cardboard box my other hand reached for my tattered old teddy‚ I’d had him ever since I can remember – he was a gift from my aunt Elizabeth. While my hands were holding the bear a tidal wave of memories came rushing back into my mind of the moments that him and I shared‚ alas they are now just memories. I don’t recall why but ive always known my tattered teddy as peter‚ I guess I just thought he looked like a peter. His fur used to be
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