Photo Story: the elements, cold, rocky, hot, green, vivid
Photo Story 7/6:
It was as if my own world had become a fantasy. The lush green fields that I had once run across spread like wildfire. The fires that raged across the hot, unforgiving desert rushed forth. The earth cracked and shook with a cry of pain as the cold tundra split in two. It was as if the elements were at war, and I was their sole spectator. A spec in space, unable to do anything but watch the mass destruction of planet earth. The lone survivor of a forgotten world.
End of Photo Story.
I challenge you to think of four descriptors and use them in your story. It really makes you think about where to place your words and how to structure your story overall. Until next week yall.
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