Commen Elemements of Fiction - 1570 Words

Anyone that is well situated into the world of literature knows of the literacy genius Edgar Allen Poe. Most of Poe’s works do not have the slightest bit of joy or happiness in them. His literature mainly consists of a dark and gothic mood; mostly due to the fact that his actual life was worse than his stories. For those who have read a few of his stories or poems you might notice a similarity in plot. In his worksâ€Å" The Cask of Amontillado,† â€Å" The Black Cat,† and â€Å" The Tell-Tale Heart,† there is clear similarity of plot between the three stories. In â€Å" The Cask of Amontillado,† the reader is introduced to two characters, Montresor and Fortunato. They meet a carnival that is occurring in what appears Italy. Montresor informs Fortunato†¦show more content†¦Instead the swing of the axe landed on his wife’s hand. This made the husband even more angered, and he planted the axe into his wife’s skull to dismiss the interference. He disposed of his wife’s body by burying her into the cellar walls. The police arrived after four days investigating the household top to bottom. When the arrived at the cellar the husband felt did not feel the slightest bit anxiety. Just as the police were about to finish their investigation a screw came from the cellar walls. The police pulled the flimsy wall down to find the corpse of the husband’s wife before them. In the story â€Å" Tell-Tale Heart,† the reader will be shown an unnamed narrator who is saying that he is only nervous not mad. He say s he is going to tell us a story to assure to the reader that he is not mad. He talks about an idea that appeared in his head, about an old man he takes care of, that has haunted him day and night. There was not a desideratum or reason for it, but he says it might have been his eye that resembled those of a vulture. The man came up with the plan to take the old mans life over his eye. He stated â€Å"I was never kinder to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him. And every night about midnight I turned the latch of his door and opened it oh, so gently! And then, when I had made an opening sufficient for my head, I put in a dark lantern all closed, closed so that no light shone out, and then I thrust