Read the excerpt from a short story. The downy pillow covered his ears but did not mask the sound. Sleep eluded him for hours, a
nd he heard it still: a persistent scraping in the corner of his room. Sitting upright at last, he peered into the darkness. It was as he’d suspected. His uncle’s trunk, an old army footlocker, was the source of the sound. Fine then, he could resolve this mystery. He swung his legs to the floor with conviction. How does the excerpt exemplify the ideas King describes in "Danse Macabre"? It allows readers to approach a “forbidden door.” It provides a “single powerful spectacle” for the imagination’s eye. It forces readers to “grapple” with their own mortality. It introduces an unlikely “dancing partner.”
Nice, if you are in the more urban parts then it's definitely rarer but now with the orders, it is safer for animals. I remember once I saw a hawk in Oakland so it was pretty cool.
