Castle at midnight
Wooooooooosh! The strong current of wind swirled toward the east violently. The dim bogie drifted through the gloomy mists. Thunder boomed raucously. Lightning flashed glowingly. The bizarre eagle tried to get to the haunted chateau, but it was awfully far away and there were whetted rocks everywhere on the chalky white ocean. Thinking heedfully, The eagle had a very good plan! The eccentric vulture husked at turbo speed. It looked like a narrow path was impending. What was The eagle doing? Was it testing it’s speed? Was it just having free time? No - It was dodging all the rocks! A few hours later, The eerie glutton and the pitch black bogie reached the dim chateaudrenched and wounded. The eagle decided that he would stay there - just for this night. He looked back at the water blue sea. He conjectured if other swines like him survived.
By Dahran
