I can smell the fresh cold morning air tickling my nostrils as I sniff .I can hear the frost getting crushed every time I take a step. I can see my breath like a dragon that is out of fire. This is winter.
Hi Cruz. I know that you have been working very hard on perfecting your descriptive writing since we first started this learning. I am looking forward to reading your other works, to show everyone how much you have grown in your descriptive writing ability. Tino pai te mahi
Hi Cruz. I know that you have been working very hard on perfecting your descriptive writing since we first started this learning. I am looking forward to reading your other works, to show everyone how much you have grown in your descriptive writing ability. Tino pai te mahi
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