Fahrenheit 451 Novels & Stories

The section should make it intentional. He looked at the radiator. The radiator was at forty centimetres from the floor — the old cast iron radiator, the original library heating, positioned at the height it had always been. He thought about the forty centimetres. He thought about the sill height — the coastal east window at forty centimetres, the everywhere-at-once at the level of the attending face. He thought about the radiator at forty centimetres as the warmth at the level of the attending child — the honest warmth at the honest height, the body given warmth where the body was.

I feel and hear footsteps moving but I don't follow them, I'm drowning inside a large aquarium that closed the alarm leaving me here. - Yellow alert and code red in effect (...) Attention, fire in chamber 4. Attention, fire in chamber 4. (...) Contain the experiments. As a sign of resistance, kill, preserve the body to the maximum. (...) Attention, fire in chamber 4. (...) The tenths must be brought in safely. (...) Attention, fire in chamber 4. - A distorted voice repeated in the speaker.

𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 4 "𝑌𝑜𝑢'𝑟𝑒 𝑎 𝑚𝑒𝑠𝑠𝑒𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟 𝑜𝑓 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ 𝑀𝑟 𝑀𝑜𝑟𝑡𝑒....𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝐼 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑘 𝐼'𝑚 𝑔𝑒𝑡𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑑𝑑𝑖𝑐𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑡ℎ~~ 𝑆𝑜𝑝ℎ𝑖𝑎 𝑅𝑜𝑚𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑣

“So you can _love_ me? _Dad_?” Fire ran up her arms. Not controlled. _Wild_. _Hungry_. She looked at _Rylan_. “He’s _warm_,” Four said. “_I’m_ so _cold_, Mother. _Have been_ for _so long_. Since the _first_ time I _died_.” The fire _grew_. The mine started _melting_. “He’ll _warm_ me up,” Four said. “_One second_. That’s all I need. _One second_ of _him_ and I’ll _feel_.”

Gold would do to this, Gold wouldn't do that, Gold doesn't like this, Gold likes that. They kill a part of him even before he has the chance to try it. "But just like a phoenix, I am reborn again..." He rises from the ashes. The exact same thing people burn is where he'll come back. This time, stronger and better. This time, he rejects to care about what they think will suit him. This is his life. Another symbolism of fire is judgment. "I love my fans, I really do." He didn't prepare a speech. He's just speaking things that enter his mind. It doesn't have an order.

What if it was true and not just some wild thought “Then I’ll pick you up jeez, you won’t even waste your car’s fuel” Rumors have it that if your blood is mutated, you get killed at night and your body is never found. I jumped up in fright after reading that, what if I’m mutated and I get killed “I’m having none of this” I whispered “Dude really?” I heard Sebastian grumble. I then remembered that I was speaking to someone on the phone “Uhm, you were saying?” I asked in an apologetic tone

Now he is alone in this cruel world. The rain outside was not as heavy as before. Calvin then decides to drive to find a twenty-four hour shop that sells the instant foods he and Hazel desperately need. But if Hazel came with him now, she'd rather buy hot, freshly cooked food with the distinct aroma of cooking instead of instant food that can only be reheated in a microwave.

Who knew the pussies could actually throw a punch? I roll over, onto all fours. This position always helps to get more air into my lungs when I need it. Gasping for air, I hear Millie scream before something really sharp tears through my clothes and skin on my back. ‘Let me out, Athena!’. Ares roars. ‘I will rip them apart!’. More long, deep slashes follow. I wonder how long they are going to keep this up. Sure, they have done about everything in the book to me. Waterboarding included. But it has never been this bloody thus far.

He added quickly, angrily, as if hating the softness in himself: “Don’t make me regret it.” Then he turned away, leaving Elara with the unspoken truth burning between them— The Fire King was not cold. He was burning too hot to touch.