telling ; there is also a lot of descriptive language .
The forest was a maze of horrors and the path was an ocean of dust .
The moon was a button of pearl white glinting in the darkness with witches fingers trying to grab it out of the pitch black sky.
The grass was like rotten candy canes being brushed in the harsh breeze .
like the poem so cool
ReplyDeleteWe worked well and I like how you changed it up
ReplyDeletei like your second paragraph
ReplyDeleteYour description is sooo good
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