Creative Writing: Roy's Tragic Hero

The forest had gone.... and the Witch looked much younger. Audette opened her eyes and had found herself upon a brow of white lilies. The shape of the shrouded old woman seemed changed. Having turned around, and opened her mantle to the tearing gusts, Meliza revealed to the young lady two streams of shinging blackness and smooth white flesh. Audette stopped in her tracks.

Discuss the figure of Roy Hobbs as a tragic hero. To what extent do his own flaws lead him to his fate? Does he display a kind of hubris like the characters in a Greek tragedy? Does he learn from his mistakes?

With a half unconscious turn and not without a slight shame he scurried under the couch, where, in spite of the fact that his back was a little cramped and he could no longer lift up his head, he felt very comfortable and was sorry only that his body was too wide to fit completely under it” (Part II Paragraph 5)

He slowly got on his knees as tears started to flow from his eyes. She was visibly disgusted at the sight of his crying, sending a powerful kick towards his stomach, causing him to cough up spit. He coughed violently as he held onto his stomach. She looked down at him shaking her head as she pulled him up by his head.

I wanted to be there, even though it was quite a trip. The traffic was dreadful especially on this holiday weekend. The minute I got your letter, I had the courage to risk it all. What matters now is you’re back and my heart starts beating again. I’ve reached the hill finally. There was a chill in the air. The only sounds were bugs thrumming in the grasses above and birds chirping even higher up. And there you were, looking as if we didn’t part. There was no hesitation, we linked arms with each other. No urging needed, we kissed and

Roy did not have the best upbringing. He grew up with an abusive father, and after

Laurel nodded her head when she heard that Zinda would be willing to aid her in her efforts of keeping the city running smoothly. “With that attitude I think Ryder will love you.” She stated with a small laugh, her head shook from side to side. “Even before the outbreak I always had a hard time sleeping.” She reached her right hand up and placed it against the back of her neck, rubbing at it. “So it really doesn’t bother me all that much.” She nodded her head. She knew what Zinda said was true, that she should try and sleep more but that seemed easier said than done. She really tried to sleep at night sleep just seemed to elude her, it was never there when she really need it. Like the night they got back from the Farmhouse, all she wanted to do was fall asleep and forget the whole events that had taken place there. Sadly that didn’t happen, she stayed up all night thinking about how she could have done thing differently, that she should have stayed with Kate.

Wally's face was red and tears were slowly leaking from his green eyes and he was finding it extremely hard to listen to what the older teenager had to say. He heard Roy tell him to breathe and although it seemed as if he had forgotten how, Wally nodded slowly. Roy began taking deep breaths, inhaling for ten seconds and exhaling for five. Wally started to attempt to mimic him. After a few shaky minutes, Wally's breathing began to finally calm down somewhat and Roy began to talk to him again.

If he had been human, everything would have been easier. Hal's life would have been so much better; he wouldn't have been forced to fight, or be controlled by the code in his head. He would have grown into a different, maybe better person. But then, they would still be stuck in the compound, still there when the bots had malfunctioned, and they may have not even escaped. Perhaps they would have died an untimely death and not have escaped into the wastes and would be left to rot in the desecrated compound, forgotten, and the only sign they were there were their desecrated skeletons, and even those would be ground away by the sands of time until they eventually became nothing. It was a pity that they would meet that fate regardless; Dirk would

Weeks later, as Snowman stares into the familiar bright green eyes, he thinks back to what led him here, forgetting the fact that in a few moments, his whole world will be turned upside down.

A fortnight passed, and Percy and his siblings spent extra time with Will. After coming close to losing him, they all got along better than ever.

Lionel Giverd was practicing his football one day on his team, and he suddenly landed on his arm he started to swear. He realized he would be in the cast for a while and he hoped he could make the team next year.

Carefully, Henry rolled Norval over so his left hip dug a dent into the grit below him and his chalky cheek rested within the coal dust. Still, he remained unresponsive. A fine film of perspiration shone from above Norval's lip and across his brow and shallow breaths jerked from between cracked, blood-stained lips.

He opened it and crushed it against his own forehead. ‘There,’ he croaked, red dripping down his face like blood. ‘Are u satisfied? Do you feel better?’ He turned around and started down the hill.”

Roy was a loving boy, he took care of others without any thought of himself. Thats why when the opportunity came about to save his mother, he didn't think twice. He was looking in the bathroom mirror as he was getting ready for school, combing through his short sandy brown hair and washing his tan skin when he saw lightning. He approached the door with caution, when he opened it he saw nothing. He closed it and returned to the mirror, although this time he couldn't see himself, he was too short. He eventually gave up and walked to the kitchen for breakfast, he saw his mom standing near the counter and talking on the phone. He