What types of figurtive language are each of these sentences
The South, his mortal enemy.
there's the soft who-whoo of an owl.
Hush, so I can tell it!
The heat sandpapers his skin.
Even the dogs won't rest until they've howled at the moon.
Jacob's dream of a ladder to heaven.
The South, his Kryptonite.
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