Battle of the Books
Setting Homework-Paragraph due Monday, March 3, 2014
Setting Quote Winners
Winner:
"Pale silver light flooded the room. The clearing beyond the door frame was surrounded by enormous trees, so thick and tangled I couldn't see the sky through the branches. A curling mist crept along the ground, and the woods were dark and still, as if the forest was trapped in perpetual twilight. Here and there, brilliant splashes of colour stood out among the gray. A patch of flowers, their petals a shocking electric-blue, waved gently in the mist. A creeper vine snacked around the trunk of a dying oak, long red thorns a stark contrast to the tree it was killing. A warm breeze blew into the closet, carrying with it a shocking assortment of smells---smells of that should not be together in one place. Crushed leaves and cinnamon, smoke and apples, fresh earth, lavender, and the faint, cloying scent of rot and decay. For a moment, I caught a tang of something metallic and coppery, wrapped around the smell of rot, but it was gone in the next breath. Clouds of insects swarmed overhead, and if I listened hard I could almost imagine I heard singing. The forest was still at first, but then I caught movement deep in the shadows, and heard leaves rustle all around us. Invisible eyes seemed to watch me from every angle, boring into my skin"(The Iron King, 173).
Runners Up:
"Among the trees stood an exquisite building that appeared to grow out of the rock. Perched upon a massive stone pedestal were a series of pillars made of deep-red wood. Each pillar had been painstakingly gilded in gold lead with images of what appeared to be dragons and exotic swirling symbols. Upon these pillars there were intricately tiled roofs that curled up towards the heavens" (Way of the Warrior).
"They got to the Upper Lake. It was like someone had reached down and scooped out a huge handful of forest, and then the rain had come and filled it with liquid crystal. The lake was massive, stretching back to the far shore, where the mountains rose again" (The Faceless Ones, 7).
“The boy, sitting there on the dumpster not being able to weigh more than fifty pounds. He was skinnier than a twig but how could he not? after all he is living in the capital of hell. The only differents is hell is eternal and we will all die here soon…” (Ender’s Shadow, 6).
"Pale silver light flooded the room. The clearing beyond the door frame was surrounded by enormous trees, so thick and tangled I couldn't see the sky through the branches. A curling mist crept along the ground, and the woods were dark and still, as if the forest was trapped in perpetual twilight. Here and there, brilliant splashes of colour stood out among the gray. A patch of flowers, their petals a shocking electric-blue, waved gently in the mist. A creeper vine snacked around the trunk of a dying oak, long red thorns a stark contrast to the tree it was killing. A warm breeze blew into the closet, carrying with it a shocking assortment of smells---smells of that should not be together in one place. Crushed leaves and cinnamon, smoke and apples, fresh earth, lavender, and the faint, cloying scent of rot and decay. For a moment, I caught a tang of something metallic and coppery, wrapped around the smell of rot, but it was gone in the next breath. Clouds of insects swarmed overhead, and if I listened hard I could almost imagine I heard singing. The forest was still at first, but then I caught movement deep in the shadows, and heard leaves rustle all around us. Invisible eyes seemed to watch me from every angle, boring into my skin"(The Iron King, 173).
Runners Up:
"Among the trees stood an exquisite building that appeared to grow out of the rock. Perched upon a massive stone pedestal were a series of pillars made of deep-red wood. Each pillar had been painstakingly gilded in gold lead with images of what appeared to be dragons and exotic swirling symbols. Upon these pillars there were intricately tiled roofs that curled up towards the heavens" (Way of the Warrior).
"They got to the Upper Lake. It was like someone had reached down and scooped out a huge handful of forest, and then the rain had come and filled it with liquid crystal. The lake was massive, stretching back to the far shore, where the mountains rose again" (The Faceless Ones, 7).
“The boy, sitting there on the dumpster not being able to weigh more than fifty pounds. He was skinnier than a twig but how could he not? after all he is living in the capital of hell. The only differents is hell is eternal and we will all die here soon…” (Ender’s Shadow, 6).