DESCRIPTION
Spooky were the tall,talking trees,dancing in the natural blow of the wind. A round diamond glowed in the garnet-like sky. The grass stopped gossiping as a sugar-like frost cast a spell on them. A rocky road meandered round the iron bars that defended the grass. A pitch black shadow creaked over the purple moor. Mysteriously, a scuttle of movement faded out into the silent night. Slowly, the wind whispered to the trees. Hands reached out and towered over the muddy river of shadowy green. Small, gleaming pebbles jumped about as the tlot tlot tlotting of a Highwayman's black horse came riding up the path.
I like how you adapted from the story and changed it up a bit. LOOOOOOOOOOOVE the discriptive language
ReplyDeletei like your description my favorite bit is the grass stopped gossiping as a sugar like Frost cast a spell on them
ReplyDeleteGood i really like it's awesome and i like the way u discribed the things
ReplyDeleteI really like yours it has good ajectives
ReplyDeleteI love the higwayman also i like your discriptive language
ReplyDeleteFantastic!
ReplyDeleteI looooooooove your descriptive language and how you mag pied from the poem it is amazing
ReplyDeleteI love this poem do you
ReplyDeleteI really LOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE your description (talking trees)
ReplyDeleteI love yours its got good adjectivs
ReplyDeleteThank you
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