Unit 4 The Companyof Wolves

1.       Sight: eyes reflect only moonlight; a coldand unnatural green, a mineral, a piercing colour; luminous, terrible sequinsstitched suddenly on the black thickets;

2.       Sight: grave-eyed children; maggoty;

Smell: acrid milk and rank cheeses;

3.       Sound: long-drawn, wavering howl; fearfulresonance; inherent sadness;

4.       Sound: a vast melancholy in the canticles of thewolves; infinite; endless; ghastly sadness;

5.       Sight and Touch: the colour andtexture of vellum; ripe and dark as poison fruit;

Sight: a crisp stripe of hair; so thin you couldcount the ribs;

 

II.

1.     Thekittens are like balls of wool, like puffy clouds that huddle together, andrunning like a team of soccer players rushing to the field.

2.     Hishands are like roots of a tree, covered by wrinkles and calluses, worn out bytime.

3.     Thenurses marched out to the virus-stricken areas like angels coming to earth withthe mission of dispersing darkness and brining brightness to the world.

4.     Mystomach suddenly twitched like a hundred mouths gnawing inside.

5.     The flowersswayed like a group of joyful children singing school choir.