The rain was
hammering down and a chilly stream poured across my smeared face. I didn’t have
a clue about where he was but I was aware of his presence.
A brooding mist
crept low, above the ground, prowling around us, slithering over our feet. The
trees stood silent and dark, hiding what might lay behind, watching and
waiting. Then suddenly out of the blue came a silent figure. You could
see his knife blazing in the moonlight. My mouth was twisted in a scream that
never came out. I knew that the time had come, that only my luck could save me now.
Dear Ishika,
ReplyDeleteWhat an evocative phrase, 'A brooding mist crept low'!
Perhaps next time you could include a wider range of higher level punctuation?
Excellent work.
Mrs T.
Thnx Mrs T.I'll keep that in mind next time!
DeleteThis is brilliant. I'm so impressed with your use of descriptive language and the way you introduced a mystery figure at the beginning to create suspense.
ReplyDeleteThanks for your comment!
DeleteVery lovely and adventurous vocabulary , WELL DONE
ReplyDeleteThnx ra m for the comment!
Deleteit's a very good and you rembered your full stops.
ReplyDeleteThnx Alice!
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