If I were summoned to create a treasure I would take:

Thunder crackling in the deep dark sky,

Water crashing onto the rocks,

Rain furiously splashing onto the window,

Lightning sending rays of light,

Fire burning down wax to water,

Stars lighting up the night,

Water splashing onto my hand,

Sand escaping through my fingers,

Pencils rubbing around my palm while doing work,

The smell of petrol entering my nose,

The sweet aroma of newly baked brownies passing into my nose,

The smell of new trainers entering my nostrils,

Freshly baked cookies entering my mouth,

My mum’s pasta after a hard day,

The taste of tea flowing onto my mouth