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Plz im willing to put all my points on the line for this so it would be very nice if u guys could (there is also brainliest on the line)think of an intense argument you had or witnessed sometime in your life. close your eyes and remember every detail. to turn this into a dramatic scene you will need to make changes that will make it make more sense to the audience 500-600 words a description of the set up that explains what happened before the scene diction that matches the characters character objectives and obstacles are clearly conveyed a scene that escalates in dramatic intensity diction that is appropriate to the audience words that are not wasted in idle chit chat action (stage directions) that enhance the scene proper formatting for dramatldr i need a 500- 600 word argument that is understandable ot a high school audience

How are the characters of tablin and keyn revealed in this excerpt from "the guard" by simon dunbar? a. indirectly through dialogue and by thoughts and actions b. directly through a narrative description c. indirectly through dialogue "where's my horse? " keyn asked. tablin looked around the dirt courtyard. he tried to peer through the shadowy arches of the flowing barrel. he even twisted in his saddle to look across the merchant's bazaar, past tents and warehouses filled with goods. "i don't know," he said. "did you leave it in your mouth? it's the only place i can think of that's big enough." keyn laughed; something got stuck in his throat half way, and he coughed for breath. "i can see you're good to go,” tablin observed as keyn struggled to clear his throat. “go get your horse yourself before i take the job and leave you to rot in the flowing barrel."

Excerpt from jane eyre charlotte bronte 2 i was glad of it: i never liked long walks, especially on chilly afternoons: dreadful to me was the coming home in the raw twilight, with nipped fingers and toes, and a heart saddened by the chidings of bessie, the nurse, and humbled by the consciousness of my physical inferiority to eliza, john, and georgiana reed.