Thursday 23 July 2015

Mountain climbing


My family and I approach the peak of the frosty bleached mountain we get more exhausted by the second.  The pure white snow shimmers and sparkles as the the sun shines on it down below.  The marine sapphire blue sky is as clear as the ocean.  The howling wicked wind sweeps past my face and brushes my hair.  I feel like up here  I'm on top of the world!
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