Comparison of the Novels “Jane Eyre” and “Anna Karenina”
Jane Eyre is feisty and not very pretty, so we are told. But we fall in love with a little girl who has a sensitive heart willing to forgive and pray for those who torment…
Jane Eyre is feisty and not very pretty, so we are told. But we fall in love with a little girl who has a sensitive heart willing to forgive and pray for those who torment…
I was first introduced to the world of Narnia when I was about eleven years old, through the BBC movie, “Prince Caspian.” I hated that movie so much. In fact, I don't remember ever hating…
Every memory laid written in Susan’s lap, a pile of used ink cartridges on the floor near her feet. She’d used nearly every paper she could find. There was only one page left—Susan took that…
The morning was still cold and dark when Susan rose, dressed, and packed a light bag. She nearly added the rings to her bag, but stopped, pondering over them a moment. She no longer needed…
“How came you to hear of that?” Susan hissed, looking all about her lest anyone overhear either of them. Mr and Mrs Bryant were too far away, both of them talking to an older man.…
It was too cold to be outside, but Susan needed the fresh air, so, carrying everything she had of Narnia (the box of rings and the compact mirror), Susan took a blanket and sat in…
On the day of the funeral, eight caskets were lowered into the church cemetery—Eustace’s parents had their son cremated and his ashes put in a jar so that they could always keep him close by.…
Susan fell backward, away from the fevered children as doctors rushed toward Jill and Eustace. “Please give us space to work or leave the room,” a doctor snapped at the parents. Everyone else moved out…
Susan didn’t want food—it seemed so pointless to eat when death weighed on the world all around her. But Carl wasn’t so inclined, and he made certain she ate a little before they went on…
Susan awoke in her own bed in confusion. She didn’t remember falling asleep, and she didn’t feel as if she’d slept, though she knew she’d just opened her eyes. The sun mocked her disarray, glaring…
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