With fearful eyes I looked upon the valley. The sun had risen again, but this time life was not the same. THe wind aws blowing in a nother direction, and the creatures of the earth were not rejuvenated with the new day. Indeed, there was something wrong. I watched upon the sun and its extending arms, read out to the world crying, "I am life." WIth the sunrise of a new day, darkness followed; dakness so somer and sunken with despair that it cast a shroud over the light. The ocean-like sky disappeared into a gray, stone overcast. Thunder and lightning began to show its prsence in the sky with yellow flashes of light and booming sounds to match those of giant's feet in the heavens. Each violent blow shook the earth with the force of ten earthquakes, and the lightning blazed across the sky like shooting stars onthe clarest night.
The sound of birds chirping echoed throughtout the hidden valley, and the treetops were alive with the sounds of the high-pitched flucuations. The sounds of the wailing birds alerted the inhavitants of the forest that daner was indeed on its way. Nayda stood upon another hill and watched nature and the whole world live through its course of life. The air smelled of wt ,dewy grass that seemed to reach out and touch the hairs insie my nose with intense spine-tingling sensations that made me quiver at the aroma. The grass in the valley below rippled from end to end, seeming continous, like shining water in a cove. The littlest rodents searched out in utter despair for a place of shleter from the fury that had become such an unwelcome guest on their doorstep.
Heaven's tears feell from the hardened sky, like subtle kisses upon the earth's surface. The soft pitter-patter of the gentle drops touching down on the ground seeme dto calm his snese and cool his spirit. the plants began to sag lower and lower as the drops began to weigh more and more on their tiny surfaces. THe round darkened with each passing moment and a little fog became more visible. The thin line of the fog crept around from the fringes of the woodlands to the outreaches of the valley.
The battle cried on in the heavens above as Nayda stood on the pek, yet the rain grew less intense as time passed. Nayda's eyes scanned the landscape, searching in earnest fto find a shed of hope an dlife in the dreary, somber meadows. He conjured up nothing hi his search. The warriors launched the last of their assualts and then silecne. Silence brought a moment of peace. The darkened sky still hovered over him, attmepting to sheild the new day from coming forth.
In the far reaches of the valley, Nayda gazed upon a narrow beam of light. A tiny silhouette of hope peaked through thte sone and grazed the lush surface of Mother Nature. One after another, streaks of light descended upon the earth, filling her with its warmth and compassoin. The sudden beams of light illuminated his eyes and a warm, confident smile crept across his face. As more beacons appaered, the sky gradually changed colors. Darkness fled with fear fro mthe light of the day and hid in the shadows where it came from.
The sound of birds chirping echoed throughtout the hidden valley, and the treetops were alive with the sounds of the high-pitched flucuations. The sounds of the wailing birds alerted the inhavitants of the forest that daner was indeed on its way. Nayda stood upon another hill and watched nature and the whole world live through its course of life. The air smelled of wt ,dewy grass that seemed to reach out and touch the hairs insie my nose with intense spine-tingling sensations that made me quiver at the aroma. The grass in the valley below rippled from end to end, seeming continous, like shining water in a cove. The littlest rodents searched out in utter despair for a place of shleter from the fury that had become such an unwelcome guest on their doorstep.
Heaven's tears feell from the hardened sky, like subtle kisses upon the earth's surface. The soft pitter-patter of the gentle drops touching down on the ground seeme dto calm his snese and cool his spirit. the plants began to sag lower and lower as the drops began to weigh more and more on their tiny surfaces. THe round darkened with each passing moment and a little fog became more visible. The thin line of the fog crept around from the fringes of the woodlands to the outreaches of the valley.
The battle cried on in the heavens above as Nayda stood on the pek, yet the rain grew less intense as time passed. Nayda's eyes scanned the landscape, searching in earnest fto find a shed of hope an dlife in the dreary, somber meadows. He conjured up nothing hi his search. The warriors launched the last of their assualts and then silecne. Silence brought a moment of peace. The darkened sky still hovered over him, attmepting to sheild the new day from coming forth.
In the far reaches of the valley, Nayda gazed upon a narrow beam of light. A tiny silhouette of hope peaked through thte sone and grazed the lush surface of Mother Nature. One after another, streaks of light descended upon the earth, filling her with its warmth and compassoin. The sudden beams of light illuminated his eyes and a warm, confident smile crept across his face. As more beacons appaered, the sky gradually changed colors. Darkness fled with fear fro mthe light of the day and hid in the shadows where it came from.