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 In the darkness of the abundant forest,where the rain lashes the slippery mud,lay the aggressive aliens of Vaulted Forest.Stuck in the damp,decaying forest we thought that we could not survive,until Captain Sandria recognised a familiar looking vehicle in the distance.Me and Captain Sandria jogged towards the vehicle confused only to find out that we were hallucinating and it was just a big bush.

Above us,the colossal trees towered over everything below it,creating a tunnel for us to quietly walk through.All I could hear was the sound of alien tribes banging the drums.

The Sunfire -that can reach speeds up to 480 mph -cut smoothly through the cotton candy clouds (that looked like different types of dogs) levitated in the cold air,its gold design shone elegantly in the sunlight.I looked out from the deck ,excited for my first journey beyond the lavonte mountains!”Captain Sandria,how much longer until we get to AovSivo?I asked excitedly.

Before Sandria could answer, the yellow and blue balloon detached and we plummeted to the ground.Crash!We landed in Vaulted forest stranded from all civilization.

A crystal bag 

-bigger than the Londen eye-

hid between the car seats.

A golden pen

– that is as small as the shift key on a keyboard-

 is relaxing,waiting to be used.

An enchanted apple

(that grows every day to twice its size)

Lay on top of the car crushing the roof.

A maple syrup covered cradle

 ,that sits in the back seat 24/7,

 dripped down onto the floor.

A majestic compass

 (that follows Mr Howell)

relaxed on the arm rest.

Smooth obsidian

 -that gets smoother every second –

sat on the passenger seat.

An infinite notebook

-that gives writes by itself –

Rested calmly.

Behold my inter galactic dragon,

An immense menace to humans.

His black-hole eyes stare down at the loved dragons below.

Its blood covered scales illuminated the dark sky,

Its galaxy skin blended in with the stars.

Its damaged wings grow larger as he is advancing on you.

Within his sharp jaws, bones crunched noisily.

His long blue talons curled in the moonlight.

His jagged spine spiked up into the clouds.

Its grey claws hovered to be ready to clench the human-loved dragons.

His bumpy tongue waited to taste the blood of humans.

His spikey teeth scrambled outside of his mouth,

Its purple tail soared like a whip about to strike.

The unstoppable ability to travel through galaxies is a colossal advantage. 

For every footstep he takes,

 a loud thump blares.

You are a stone like marshmallow,

Waiting to be eaten.

You are the odd one out in a pack of creme eggs,

The lucky one.

You are the fresh breeze of wind on a hot day,

The fix for the heat.

You as strong as a god,

As quick as a cheetah,

As quiet as a mouse.

You are a small igloo,

An ice brick,

A cold flame.

You are a cut worm.

The long survivor.

You are the impossibility of,

A flying pig,

An ugly puppy,

An invisible cat

You are a monday morning.

You are the clock ticking by second,

Rushing the test.

You are the lonely ship,

The only planet in the solar system.

You are the odd card in a deck,

The joker.