Friday, December 16, 2011

JakeS Alley Fight

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On a far away galaxy exists an alien race known as the Spider Clan. They plan to conquer the planet Repta (a dry and sandy planet). In this story the Repta people are attacked by the Spider Clan unexpectedly. This first illustration shows first contact with the Spider Clan.

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Even though the Repta people are caught off guard they quickly gather ground forces and fight back with their special troopers.

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Thee Repta people defeat the first wave of Spider Clan forces and live to fight another day.

sEason_Loch Ness Monster

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Cole Sutton - Battle of Hoth

If you don't know the story, I'm disappointed.

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Rachel WIngard - If you give a mouse a cookie

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Rescue? NOPE.

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Rescue mission gone wrong.

Zoya Kruse-Wu Final

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The story is Haruki Murakami's Kafka on the shore.

Hope Finley - Final Project





They stepped across the threshold and found themselves on a wide terrace. Below them, shut in by the tall houses, was the village square, crowded with Indians. Bright blankets, and feathers in black hair, and the glint of turquoise, and dark skins shining with heat. Lenina put her handkerchief to her nose again. in the open space at the centre of the square were two circular platforms of masonry and trampled clay of underground chambers...
Lenina like the drums. Shutting her eyes she abandoned herself to their soft repeated thunder, allowed it to invade her consciousness more and more completely... Queer, yes. The place was queer, so was the music so were the clothes and the goitres and the skin diseases and the old people. But the performance itself, there seem to be nothing speciall queer about that.
... and then suddenly the leader of the dancers broke out of the line, ran to a wooden chest and pulled out a pair of black snakes. He tossed the snakes to the first-comers, then dipped back in for more. More and more, black snakes and brown and mottled, he flung them out.

Theo Hinrichs - The Black Cauldron

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I did my project based on the Chronicles of Prydain: The Black Cauldron by Lloyd Alexander.

Book Two of the Chronicles of Prydain picks up the tale of Taran, who has returned to his home at Caer Dallben and his humdrum existence as an assistant pig keeper. Although the Horned King has been vanquished, his overlord, Arawn, is still at large in the fortified kingdom of Annuvin. Enraged by his lieutenant’s demise, he is determined to defeat the other kings of Prydain and extend his rule of terror across the entire region.

Rumour has it that Arawn is building an invincible army of deathless warriors, created using an artefact of deadly power – The Black Cauldron. As long as it is in his possession he can continue turning out ‘Cauldron Born’ warriors (re-animated corpses of battle-slain men) and hope of defeating him diminishes with each passing moment. Clearly those who are willing to oppose Arawn will have to find a way to get hold of the cauldron and destroy it before they can even think about an attack.

Following a battle with Arawn’s warriors, Taran and a few friends from Book One get separated from the rest of their company. As luck would have it, they stumble upon a clue to the Cauldron’s whereabouts, and the quest begins to recover it. But enemies lurk around every corner, and even if they find the cauldron, none of them have any idea of the terrible sacrifice required to destroy it forever.

Kelsey Dusenka - Final










A Myth from the Alabama Tribe
retold by S.E. Schlosser

In the beginning of the world, it was Bear who owned Fire. It warmed Bear and his people on cold nights and gave them light when it was dark. Bear and his people carried fire with them wherever they went.

One day, Bear and his people came to a great forest, where they found many acorns lying on the forest floor. Bear set Fire at the edge of the forest, and he and his people began eating acorns. The acorns were crunch and crisp and tasted better than any other acorns Bear and his people had ever eaten. They wandered further and further away from Fire, eating the delicious acorns and seeking out more when the acorn supply grew low.

Fire blazed up merrily for awhile, until it had burned nearly all of its wood. It started to smoke and flicker, then it dwindled down and down. Fire was alarmed. It was nearly out. "Feed me! Feed me!" Fire shouted to Bear. But Bear and his people had wandered deep into the forest, and then did not hear Fire's cries.

At that moment, Man came walking through the forest and saw the small, flickering Fire. "Feed me! Feed me!" Fire cried in despair.

"What should I feed you?" Man asked. He had never seen Fire before.

"I eat sticks and logs and wood of all kinds," Fire explained.

Man picked up a stick and leaned it on the North side of Fire. Fire sent its orange-blue flames flickering up the side of the stick until it started to burn. Man got a second stick and laid it on the West side of the fire. Fire, nourished by the first stick, burned brighter and stretched taller and eagerly claimed the second stick. Man picked up a third stick and laid it on the south side of Fire and laid a fourth stick on the East. By this time, Fire was leaping and dancing in delight, its hunger satisfied.

Man warmed himself by the blazing Fire, enjoying the changed colors and the hissing and snapping sound Fire made as it ate the wood. Man and Fire were very happy together, and Man fed Fire sticks whenever it got hungry.

A long time later, Bear and his people came back to the edge of the forest, looking for Fire. Fire was angry when it saw Bear. It blazed until it was white-hot and so bright that Bear had to shade his eyes with both paws. "I do not even know you!" Fire shouted at Bear. The terrible heat rolling of Fire drove Bear and his people away, so they could not take it and carry it away with them.

And now Fire belongs to Man.