Short Story No.2

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This is a descriptive piece of writing about the picture above. It's not a very long one sorry!

Word Count - 286

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Waves crashed into the eroding cliff side; its salty sea air whipped around the defenceless white building causing the winds to howl in delight. Both elements forcing their way onto the lands' end. The rocks tumbling into the open waters like bombs in fields. The unrepentant waves smashing the stubborn rock. Water leaching through the crevices only to return back to the white, frothed sea.

Vivid green grass clinging to the earth like moss to a moist tree trunk, jagged, rough rocks sprouting through the grass, dull in sharp contrast to the turf that embraces the land. Remains of foot prints from hikers scattered the ragged cliff side, headed to the cement trail leading to the open sea. 

A stark white building stood high above the ferocious seas below, gazing down at the vicious waves in their attempt to vanquish the gravelled cliffs edge. The battle diminished between the quarrelling elements. Clouds in the sky looked down on the scene with contempt, the rambunctious sea pummelling the steadfast granite with every unforgiving swell. The right moment would arise for the allied elements to erode the cliff.

Peace and tranquillity began to seep into the atmosphere, a peculiar moment after the raging storm. An animal began to make its way out of the bright building, glancing at the sky in the process. The billowing clouds watched with curiosity brewing, gazing at the intelligent creature staring at it, already knowing what they were planning.

The white building was the enemy as was this creature within. The rocks knew this, yet no earth quake could terminate it. The seas knew this, yet no tidal waves could reach it. The skies knew this, yet no thunderstorm could destroy it.

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