The boy's rendition of his late father's painting was an absolute monstrosity. It was unveiled right beside the old man's grave to a crowd of dishevelled bystanders, the ladies holding their billowing skirts down and the men scratching at their unkempt beards. It wasn't a particularly sacrilegious artwork, but the crowd would say otherwise. Hands jumped to mouths to keep a scream bottled in, eyes widened to the point of tearing. They'd never seen something quite like it.
Macbeth has heard that his wife died but does not realize this as important and meaningless as life is only dust. Tomorrow is a phrase of beats of time that brings with it doom. The candle is maybe the imagery of a soul in which Macbeth's future is grim.
The answer is A. also, No Tears Left To Cry comes out tonight ;)
Can you add a picture to identify the device please?
Do because rains is a multiple countable noun.
