Writing
This is my writing for the first week and I am making a part two so here is my first piece...
I finally get out and I feel the tall trees towering over me and the bitterly cold water leaking through my damp shoes the flowers look like they are dancing through the ice cold wind that drys your mouth out and makes your lips burn.
The essence of the flowers makes my nose light up. Then I see a illuminated figure carefully enchanting me with her soft voice but I take my mind off it and hear the trickling water flowing softly down the creek and that's when I heard her again whispering for me to follow. It only took me a few seconds for me to decide...
