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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