So the people complained again, and the king banished both the lightning and the thunder from the earth and made them live in the sky, where they could not cause so much destruction. Ever since, when the lightning is angry, he commits damage as before, but you can hear his mother, the thunder, rebuking him and telling him to stop. Sometimes, however, when the mother has gone away some distance from her naughty son, you can still see that he is angry and is doing damage, but his mother's voice cannot be heard.
How does the author's choice to end the story with this paragraph cause the reader to view the story's two main characters?
A) It makes the reader think that Thunder has finally gotten the upper hand.
B) It make the reader think that Lightning no longer gets scolded by Thunder.
C) It makes the reader see that the relationship between Thunder and Lightning has not changed at all.
D) It makes the reader suspect that Lightning and Thunder no longer matter to anyone.

In the last letter chris sent to westerberg, he wrote, "this is the last time you shall hear from me," and "if the adventure proves fatal and you don't ever hear from me again . . " do you think chris was suicidal, had a premonition of what might happen, or simply was acknowledging the inherent risks of living in the wilderness? support your opinion with evidence from the book.

Which two parts of this excerpt from mary shelley’s frankenstein reveals information about the setting? (it was on a dreary night of november that i beheld the accomplishment of my toils.) with an anxiety that almost amounted to agony, (i collected the instruments of life around me, that i might infuse a spark of being into the lifeless thing that lay at my feet. it was already one in the morning; the rain pattered dismally against the panes, and my candle was nearly burnt out) when, by the glimmer of the half-extinguished light, i saw the dull yellow eye of the creature open; it breathed hard, and a convulsive motion agitated its limbs. (how can i describe my emotions at this catastrophe), or how delineate the wretch whom with such infinite pains and care i had endeavored to form? his limbs were in proportion, and i had selected his features as beautiful. beautiful! great god! (his yellow skin scarcely covered the work of muscles and arteries beneath; his hair was of a lustrous black, and flowing; his teeth of a pearly whiteness; ) but these luxuriances only formed a more horrid contrast with his watery eyes, that seemed almost of the same color as the dun-white sockets in which they were set, his shriveled complexion and straight black lips.

“to build a fire” what does the man realize as he’s trying to light the matches? what difficulty occurs when the man finally lights all of his matches at once?