Myst by Hammad

Categories: English Blog

 

I gazed out the balcony at dawn I saw stunning, battered, rust coloured rocks I glanced up I saw a golden eagle gliding over me and there was a creamy, baby blue, deserted sky. As I turned I saw sandy bricked steps leading to a paradise garden with birds singing everywhere.        

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