a clamorous slug carrying the righteous and wicked toward the summit of choice conclusions each dali-esque scream and adrenaline dream toward pseudo flirtations with the scythe of defection frozen in worm 's arc invariably knowing too late that each deal seals the plunging side while anticipation still climbs with the other -fated to die by lauren hartman-ortiz english 337 lloyd the ducks : a flying farewell the pond still retained the dying signature of winter 's visit in the form of an icy crust remnant around the shadow contours the sun , this early in the year , had yet to touch .