“I’m glad you told me of this iron Nicole, in this case I want too unleash super sonic’s evil side quickly. I know it may seem like a rush but I refuse to wait iron…I want super sonic to tear up and destroy his own kingdom, destroy the forest, destroy all of them…” “you seem pretty set on wanting to destroy these guys…” iron said. “trust me, I wish I could but I don’t have the time nor resources to do so…that and let’s be honest here, super sonic can do it quickly and faster…” “true…” said iron. Suddenly, a burst of light came in, and there, barely standing was Naugus, a former king of mobious before the wave hit. “you crazy basted…don’t you dare try to release him!” “iron!” Iron shot a ball of energy at naugus, sending him flying back. …show more content…
“you don’t deserve to be here…” he said, putting it on naugus neck. Naugus screamed in pain as he turned completely blue and disappeared into the pen. “look who’s the one drunk on power now…” he said to the pen. Tails and storm found themselves in what looked like a mess of a waste land. Everything was white, buildings would stand with no base, and parts of them would float. “so…this is what happened to the old world…” tails said. “that wave…this is what it did to the old world…it truly is a purgatory.” Said storm, shocked by what she was seeing. “Well…well…” Tails turned to see mammoth mogul, walking with a cane in all white clothes. “mammoth…” said tails. Unlike other times, tails wasn’t intimated by him. he looked weaken… “if you’re going to battle me don’t bother…it’s not worth it. Everything I did in the old world, or now this world is gone. the worlds are a mess, multiverses all around, begin destroyed and made…and you’re the one that can go to all of them. Same little fox who turned into titan tails to defeat me.” Tails thought on it for a while, then remembering when he turned into titan tails, battling mogul. “I remember …show more content…
Figured I’d bring it back here.” He said. Nicole took that answer and walked back to inform the others that tails had arrived back. “I really need to stop taking these mini-adventures behind the scenes.” Said tails putting his hands behind his head and laying back. The shadow monsters may come part 4: The trio of lara-su, ellie the bat queen, and the cat butler headed to the back of the castle. “what are we gonna do what are we gonna do?” said ellie on the verge of tears. She never knew that the shadow monsters could grow this big, and was afraid to know what would happen if they swallowed up the whole castle. “Ellie calm down. We need to use the big spotlights to stop them…” “spotlights?” “trust me, I’ve looked up these guys. If we get sucked up into the giant shadow, it will be hard to nearly impossible to escape it. we need a big source of light to drive it away and break it a part.” The lights behind them started going out. “come on!” said cat butler. The trio ran to the back, where they got the spotlights. “what do we need to do?” asked lara-su. “we need to get these on the roof and turn it on right into the darkness. It should break it up and cause it to retreat.” Said cat butler. “we need to hurry though, I fear that we are running out of
In Tolkien’s lecture, “Beowulf: The monsters and the Critics,” he argues that Beowulf has been over analyzed for its historical content, and it is not being studied as a piece of art as it should be. He discusses what he perceives the poet of Beowulf intended to do, and why he wrote the poem the way he did. Tolkien’s main proposition, “it was plainly only in the consideration of Beowulf as a poem, with an inherent poetic significance, that any view or conviction can be reached or steadily held” (Tolkien). He evaluates why the author centers the monsters throughout the entire poem, why the poem has a non-harmonic structure, why and how the author fusses together Christianity and Paganism, and how the author uses time to make his fictional poem seem real. He also discusses the overall theme of Beowulf and other assumptions of the text. To support his viewpoints, Tolkien uses quotations and examples from the poem, quotations from other critics, and compares Beowulf to other works of art. Tolkien discusses several statements in interpreting Beowulf as a poem.
Yet as all younglings do, the hurricane drifted away from its progenitors. Borne upon its own winds, the hurricane whirled westward at speeds between 12 and 15 miles per hour (Longshore). It was like a newborn foal discovering its legs for the first time and thus altogether too eager to move of its own volition. A sense of wanderlust for the world infused the entity’s essence.
Anticipation of catastrophe, doom, gloom are present in Beowulf rom beginning to end, even in the better half of the poem, Part I. Perhaps this is part of what makes it an elegy – the repeated injection of sorrow and lamentation into every episode.
”Well then, we better run! Quick, come into my den, it should protect us from the stars!“
we lost our fortune and a great and terrible mist or fog came upon us
The thunder and lightning were getting bigger and bigger in the sky. He heard a window crash underneath him and saw kids running around on the wet concrete. “Get back into your houses and stay there until this is all over. I don’t want anybody to get hurt.”
"Allie! Wait!" he called. Shock of shocks, she stopped. The pack horses crowed in around her.
“Those who had lived on the island a long time knew that the storm's outcome was beyond their control. This storm might well be like others past that had caused them to suffer, had killed even—or perhaps it might dwindle beneath tonight's stars and give their children snowbound happiness. Who knew? Who could predict? If disaster, so be it, they said to themselves. There was nothing to be done except what could be done. The rest—like
The trio’s journey began with a long climb up a steep hill. As they neared the top, a castle came into view. They approached the castle, and Amber held up her hand, signaling for the others to stop.
In history, evil men have reigned supreme across many cultures. Some people say that being evil is inherent in every human. If this is true, then writing may be the ultimate way of releasing hatred of the world without hurting anyone. In Beowulf, all of society's evil men can be personified within the demons of Cain. The main demon presented in Beowulf is Grendel. Grendel personifies the exact opposite of what the Anglo-Saxons held dear. Beowulf, the story's hero, is the embodiment of what every Anglo-Saxon strove to become in their lifetime. Grendel is constantly angry, afraid and unsure of himself; while Beowulf is fearless and loyal to his king.
“It doesn’t take a hero to order men into battle. It takes a hero to be one of those men who goes into battle,” Norman Schwarzkopf. In the epic poem, Beowulf, an epic hero from Geats travels far out of his way to help the Danes with their fight against the nasty Grendel. However, in the story Beowulf encounters three monsters that he takes into his own hands and defeats them all. In doing so, Beowulf is rewarded greatly and becomes king and is looked up to by all. In his last battle, Beowulf defeats the dragon but dies soon afterwards, he is given an honorable burial. This poem was told throughout the era of the Vikings and was later written down as the first actually hard copy of the story. It was Burton
A traditional epic poem is a long, serious narrative that tells of a heroic tale and events that are significant to the poet’s culture, these events typically influence the poems. Epic poems aren’t strictly meant to rhyme in every sentence, or even rhyme at all, Beowulf has some sentences that together, but for the most part they’re non-rhyming. In the epic poem titled Beowulf, by The Beowulf Poet and translated by Burton Raffel, various forms of rhetoric are used to tell the story.
“-well I didn't ask, but, thank you, I came here to ask you to give fire to mankind. They’re cold Zeus, dying of starvation, and being hunted by wild beasts. If only you give them fire, they can survi-”
A distant clap of what sounded like thunder echoed, and the darkened sea surged boiling and bubbling together with the blotted out moon into a double, double toil and trouble, a witch’s brew that dumped thick waves resembling gruel ashore.
der an overcast sky - seemed to lead into the heart of an immense dark-