Ice Cold Stormy Night
The sky was as black as the deepest, darkest ocean on a cold winters night.
The rain was as cold as ice, as it fled across the field.
The wind was as strong as the mightiest sea.
As we walked down the path, it roared and rumbled continuously,
until we knew we were home.
I got this from page: 129 … The sky was almost black when he and Tom stepped outside. A strong wind tore through the trees whipping the braches fiercely to one side while the rain swept across their faces. Tom put up the umbrella.
written by: Indiana
Literature Circles round 3 - chapters 9-12