Imagine a place
where food is plenty, where the sun shines bright, where storms are few: this
is a story of this place. It happened on a seemingly sunny day at a lighthouse
high on the cliffs. The sea drew back and a tsunami grew until it blotted out
the sun as it rushed forwards to consume the lighthouse. As the water subsided
it revealed the ruins of the once proud beacon to ships. The light lay sparking
in the remains of the splintered timbers until it flickered out for the last
time. This is the story of the Grand Harbor Lighthouse.
Wow!!!Good use of vocabulary! You have real set the scene really well, great work
ReplyDeletekatie
from malvern parish