Myst by Rebecca
Categories: English Blog
In the garden filled with lush plants hanging from the ceiling, cooling myself down I admired the beautiful stained glass. I noticed a staircase. I started descending the craggy steps, noticing the sweltering hot desert in front of me. Standing in the ash coloured desert, I heard a screech from above me. I looked up and gazed at the creamy blue sky above my head and my eye caught the rust coloured rocks.
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