Clouds gathered in the sky, washing away the clolour, leaving the place withered empty and cold. On the centre lay a collapsed building, deserted and derelict; the only thing that dared enter was teh must creeping through the valley.
A free stood alone, battered and old, miss covered it like a sheet of armour; the hills looked rotten and ungroomed; the soul dark and wet.
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Storm..
RandomI wrote this at school in English with some of my freinds so I just wanted to post it because it was good.
