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         <title>What the boys say about the beast</title>
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         <title>Descriptions of the actual &quot;beast&quot;</title>
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         <pubDate>2017-03-27 08:14:19 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div> A figure that hung with dangling limbs<br><br> pg 118</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Yard by yard, puff by puff, the Breeze hauled the figure through the blue flowers, over the boulders and red stones <br><br>Pg119</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The figure fell and crumpled pg 119</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-03-28 00:44:34 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"It was furry. There was something moving behind its head—wings. The beast moved too—"<br><br>"That was awful. It kind of sat up—"<br><br>[…]<br><br>"There were eyes—"<br><br>"Teeth—"<br><br>"Claws—"<br><br>"We ran as fast as we could—" (6.67-75)</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Simon, walking in front of Ralph, felt a flicker of incredulity—a beast with claws that scratched, that sat on a mountain-top, that left no tracks and yet was not fast enough to catch Samneric. However Simon thought of the beast, there rose before his inward sight the picture of a human, at once heroic and sick.<br><br>symbolises fear from Simon about the beast <br>simon knows that the beast is incredible and is in disbelief, and knows that the situation is going downhill very fast</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-03-28 00:45:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>And the figure sat, its helmeted head between its knees, held by a complication of lines. <br><br>Pg 119</div>]]></description>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Page 150<br><br>"I saw a thing bulge on the mountain" -Jack <br><br>"A kind of 'plop' noise. Then the thing bulged." -Jack <br><br>Page 152 <br><br>"A sort of hump -- see?" - Jack <br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-03-28 00:46:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>the lines would strain taut and [it] lifted the head and chest upright so that the figure seemed to peer across the brow of the mOuntain pg 119</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-03-28 00:46:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>with feet that dragged behind it, slid up the mountain <br>pg 119</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-03-28 00:46:21 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>When the breeze blew, the lines would strain taut and some accident of this pull lifted the head and chest upright so that the figure seemed to peer across the brow of the mountain. Then, each time the wind dropped, the lines would slacken and the figure bow forward again, sinking its head between its knees. So as the stars moved across the sky, the figure sat on the mountain-top and bowed and sank and bowed again.<br><br>Page 119</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-03-28 00:47:01 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Fifteen yards away from them came the plopping noise of fabric blown open <br><br>Pg122</div>]]></description>
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