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Session 4

Although it was scary, I fed the shark.

In case there was a bad smell, I brought my gas mask.

As there was no one there, I loudly played my trombone.

Whenever it was silent, I played my music very loudly.

Since it was a strange request, I took my time.

Session 2 Outside and Inside.

Outside, the glowing moon lit up the silent city. Inside, the family gathered around the fireplace, smoking mugs in their hands.

Outside the summer sun shone brightly. Inside the cool air conditioning cooled down the cafe.

To the left, a putrid green smoke filled the air. Inside, everyone hid.

The Dragons Poem.

Dark and evil eyes as black as the night.

 

It’s skin rough and bumpy like an old road.

 

White gripping jaws with blood dripping teeth from the raw meat it eats.

 

A red shooting tongue exploding from the flames it breathes.

 

Flying through the air with scaled covered wings.  

 

The dragon’s spine connected to a pointy, lasered tail.

 

The dragon’s claws catch its prey and its talons as sharp as a knife.