Tuesday, 12 March 2013

Jewel 12.03.13


The Deserted Island
 


As the scorching hot sun glistened peacefully in the magnificent clear sky, gentle waves softly lapped the silky, smooth sand. A coconutty aroma wafted around the deserted island, leaving a soft, peaceful atmosphere. The golden sand glittered in the sunlight as the emerald palm trees swayed gently in the cool summer breeze. Glistening in the sweltering sun, the azure water sang joyful songs, as it lapped the golden sand. Broad leafed trees danced triumphantly, bathing in the sunlight. Across the horizon, the sun slowly disappeared beneath the great, blue water world its last few rays of sunlight illuminating the undiscovered island. As the last few rays of the sun died down, a swarm of dolphins could be seen returning to their water world. The calm, peaceful island was almost too good to be true…

 

1 comment:

  1. I like your use of similes and adventurous vocabulary. How can an atmosphere be `soft`?

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