Fantasy Fiction

1. Fantasy Fiction Fantasy Fiction has imaginary, fantastical elements where anything is possible.

2. Let’s compare fiction to fantasy • Fiction Elements • Can happen in real life • Accurately accounts life as it could happen today • Characters have normal human powers • Story is set in real places • Fantasy Elements • magical objects • Imaginary places • Invented language • Non human characters or characteristics on humans • Myths • Good vs. Evil plot Examples of fantasy in popular fiction

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5. Identify the fantasy elements of the text Mr. Twit didn’t even bother to open his mouth wide when he hate. As a result (and because he never washed) there were always hundreds of bits of old breakfasts and lunches and suppers sticking g to the hairs around his face. The weren’t big bits, mind you, because he used to wipe those off with the back of his hand or on his sleeve while he was eating. But if you looked closely ( not that you’d ever want to ) you would see tiny little specks of dried-up scrambled eggs stuck to the hairs, and spinach an tomato ketchup and fish sticks and minced chicken livers and al l the other things Mr. Twit liked to eat. If you looked closer still ( hold your noses, ladies and gentlemen) if you peered deep into the moustachy bristles sticking out over his upper lip, you would probably see much larger objects that had escaped the wipe of this hand, things that had been there for months and months, like a piece of maggoty green cheese or a moldy old cornflake or even the slimy tail of a tinned sardine.Because of all this, Mr. Twit never went really hungry. By sticking our his tongue and curling it sideways to explore the hairy jungle around his mouth, he was always able to find a tasty morsel here an d there e to nibble on. What I am trying to tell you is that Mr. Twit was a foul and smelly old man.

6. Identify fantasy in setting“This must be a simply enormous wardrobe!” thought Lucy, going still further in and pushing the soft folds of the coats aside to make room for her. Then she noticed that there was something crunching under her feet. “ I wonder is that more moth-balls?” she thought, stooping down to feel it with her hand. But instead of feeling the hard, smooth wood of the floor of the wardrobe, she felt something soft and powdery and extremely cold. “This is very queer, “ she said, and went on a step or two further.Next moment she found that what was rubbing against her face and hands was no longer soft fur but something hard and rough and even prickly. “ Why this is just like branches on a tree!” she exclaimed. And then she saw that there was a light ahead of her; not a few inches away where the back of the wardrobe ought to have been, but a long way off. Something cold and soft was falling on her. A moment later she found that she was standing in the middle of a wood at night time with snow under her feet and snowflakes falling through the air.

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