But the birds had gone quiet. He waited. Nothing. Still nothing. Then, a soft, slithering noise ...
short for impact/sensory/alliteration
15
He was somehow reassured by Hooper's close presence, by the ordinary smell of him. After all, was there anything he could do to hurt him?
establishing normality/false hope/foreshadowing
15
It was very dim. Kingshaw stopped. It went on being dark for as far as he could see. ..From somewhere, far away, came the first rumble of thunder
pathetic fallacy
15
15
There seemed to be a churning and boiling inside his head, when Hooper stood in front of him like this, so that he could only flail out savagely in all directions, missing his target, unable to stop himself...
internal / external conflict
15
He had a sudden vision of things watching him, from in among the trees, of eyes glinting and spears poised.
character's feelings of the surroundings
25
There was tension in the wood, a sense of aliveness and secrecy.
personification
15
...the leaves rustled together like silk, directly overhead.
Descriptive/simile
15
He wipped his arm across his nose and upper lip
show not tell/sensory
15
Hooper had stopped. His arms and legs looked oddly white...Hooper was silent. Only smiling a smile
