The Magical Island I can close my eyes and in my mind go back to that exact moment in time. The warmth and heat of a sunny August afternoon kissed my skin. The clear, blue water glistened as the sun shined over it. Sounds of speedboats whizzing by and waves crashing up against the sandy rocks...
Heat rays reaching up to 4000 degrees Celsius burned through the skin and into the tissue below, damaging internal organs. Nearly every building in the cities collapsed due to a shock-wave traveling faster than sound, followed by winds, which reached up to 1000 miles per hour. ...
What marks the end of summer? Why the beginning of fall of course! Fall is my absolute favourite season. The cool breeze blowing in my hair just haunts my summer nights. The crunching and rattling of those dry leaves beneath my shoes in a calm park on an autumn day. The day that my writing beco...
She turned her face upward toward the welcoming heat of the sun and let her mind go blank. ... She listened to the sound of the waves not far from where she stood now. ... Suddenly, all at once, she was welcomed to the sun and the waves. What was once beautiful was now an ugly sea of thick, dark, waves of pain to her. ...
It looked like waves in the ocean since both sides had deep impressions. ... It was my job to bring in enough firewood to keep the wood stove going all night since it was the only source of heat we had. ... My door was always open to let the heat in to warm my room. ...