Writing Power #2!

Mist enveloped the weak field - or what was left of it. It hung in the air like a dead relative’s last words. An ancient, cracked skeleton lay, silent on the feeble moss. Threatening, the storm clouds growled at the murky scene below. ‘This is it, this is the place, I can feel it.’ a British accent whispered through the fog. ‘But - it, well, it looks like - this.’ a faint voice responded. Sighing, the woman blinked a long sad blink and announced ‘If this doesn’t fulfill your dreams, if you would prefer to go back to that horrible camp we were trapped in, the owners wouldn’t know you left. Are you loyal to me? If you are, stay here and we will bring down those evil citizens!’ Many people shrugged and started the long and painful journey back, but eighteen stayed behind. ‘We are with you Queen Lioness! We are with you!’ they chorused.

And that’s how it all began...

Hi, this is Franny.

This is my writing describing an image😜

I learnt a couple of ways to start sentences better like with an 'ed' word.

Hope you like it!

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