Figurative Language

Simile
1: It was the middle of the day; light was flowing though the high windows, softened by spiserwebs thick as cloth.
2:"No" Her fingers dug into the bedspread, but aside from that slight movement, her body was still as a hunting cat's. "Do you?"

Metaphor
1:Failure, thicker than blood, choked her.
2:He reared in his horse which was a beast fit for a king


Personification
1:A snatch of song leaped into her head
2:Her words hurt, because they were true.

Idiom
1:When she told them to stay put, it went through one ear ind out the other.
2:Her past flew by her in a blink of an eye.

Hyperbole
1:Like she had done it a million times before
2:Isabel told Rokan over and over not to do anything, but he did it anyway.


Onomatopoeia
1:"WHOOSH" the dagger whistled through the air.
2:"BAM" the Snowcat threw her to the hard floor.


Alliteration
1: I have dozens of books, everything ever written about the Shifter.

Foreshadowing
1:Blood was everywhere. The girl was screaming. The boy was choking and sobbing. The room was filled with the scent of panic and failure, and the soldiers were closing in.
     She could see the royal children- the boy, his eyes wide with terror but his chin fiercely determined; the girl with her wispy hair and eyes squeezed shut, clutching a scrap of blanket as she screamed. It was the middle of the day; light was flowing though the high windows, softened by spiderwebs thick as cloth. There was no blood in the room, but it's dark metallic scent clung to her. Failure, thicker than blood choked her. She felt close to madness, and in that moment she knew why the Shifter had never simply ceased to exist. She didn't know how to.