Describing a Place (Eerie Night)
Describing A Place (Eerie Night)
Cancun is one of the most beautiful places on earth. The moon there has a blueish white tint casting an almost visible eerie illumination on the water, the waves move onto shore then slowly retreat back to the safety of its deep dark ocean, a sea of fish going along for a ride with seaweed as a safety net, the small, medium and big rocks all move restlessly as if something is to for come.
A shark swims out into the open waters for unsuspecting pray. Here comes a seal unaware of danger and BANG the shark gets its dinner for the night. The shark leave fast for the dark crimson blood. It is soon to bring more sharks to get some of his kill.
The air,a salty flavor, blows in the wind. Like the unforgiving odor smells of fish and wet dog.
The wind is an unbearable temperature of hot and cold.
You could almost smell the water from the tornado coming to sweep all living thing from the beach. All the bugs, fish, birds, sharks, people and the little cottage siting on the edge of a little cliff over looking the sea. Its as if the throne of a god watching the animals play, eat, and cry for a lost one.
The cottage has a large spiral of gray smoke coming out the chimney as if to signal its location to the tornado.
The wind kicks up tiny specks of white sand and salt water landing softly on your skin as if tiny fairy’s meeting to do the waltz on your arm. the water and sand making you sticky and shiver with an ominous impression.
A wolf sits lone on a shadowed rock that feels as if it is a slippery eel yet, rocky as shattered concrete. Howling into a stream of bluish eerie has light, his sharp canines reflecting the light onto his blacker then dark coat, eating up the light as if that’s a black hole. His eyes shines as if he's waiting in anticipation for his packs howl.
The trees blowing, a butterfly struggles to flap its little wings in a soft yet strong wind. The butterfly look as if someone is softly blowing on it. A person
Cancun is one of the most beautiful places on earth. The moon there has a blueish white tint casting an almost visible eerie illumination on the water, the waves move onto shore then slowly retreat back to the safety of its deep dark ocean, a sea of fish going along for a ride with seaweed as a safety net, the small, medium and big rocks all move restlessly as if something is to for come.
A shark swims out into the open waters for unsuspecting pray. Here comes a seal unaware of danger and BANG the shark gets its dinner for the night. The shark leave fast for the dark crimson blood. It is soon to bring more sharks to get some of his kill.
The air,a salty flavor, blows in the wind. Like the unforgiving odor smells of fish and wet dog.
The wind is an unbearable temperature of hot and cold.
You could almost smell the water from the tornado coming to sweep all living thing from the beach. All the bugs, fish, birds, sharks, people and the little cottage siting on the edge of a little cliff over looking the sea. Its as if the throne of a god watching the animals play, eat, and cry for a lost one.
The cottage has a large spiral of gray smoke coming out the chimney as if to signal its location to the tornado.
The wind kicks up tiny specks of white sand and salt water landing softly on your skin as if tiny fairy’s meeting to do the waltz on your arm. the water and sand making you sticky and shiver with an ominous impression.
A wolf sits lone on a shadowed rock that feels as if it is a slippery eel yet, rocky as shattered concrete. Howling into a stream of bluish eerie has light, his sharp canines reflecting the light onto his blacker then dark coat, eating up the light as if that’s a black hole. His eyes shines as if he's waiting in anticipation for his packs howl.
The trees blowing, a butterfly struggles to flap its little wings in a soft yet strong wind. The butterfly look as if someone is softly blowing on it. A person