- Sight: Extonishing
- Taste: Exquisite
- Touch: Burning
- Hearing: Deafening and thunderous
- Smell: Excruciating
How I started my day:
- An excruciatingly burning awareness of the deafening, thunderous sound of my alarm bring me to the realisation of another soul crushing day of school.
Text:
- What’s being Hyperbole:
- 1- The eyes being able to hang a hat on, him/she quaking
- 2- The cold is being hyperbolic= “Geese flying backwards, snow turning blue, the night so frigid words being froze solid”
Photos:
- The vibrante exquisite colours painted on the moody clouds, reflect below onto the burning crisp snow capped mountain tops. Overwhelming anyone who dared to take a glimpse.
- Delicantly, the innocent full of life roses look up to the historic building. Wishing to reach to the clouds too.
- The flow of the violent current disarms the sharpness of the rocks. Presenting peaceful rocks. Smoothing the continuous movement of the water.