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Dark whispers By Ewan SWW

Over the next few days, The Midas forced its way through the harsh terrain and the grim and icy weather. Rain and solid snow clung to the hull of sky ship battering the shell. One morning, they stumbled out of bed to discover that all of the snow and water had gone and bellow laying like a fossil. then the head of the island stretched out the forest crowned the island like a king there were rivers, mountains and most importantly a place to land.

 

Glancing down form the crow’s nest, Captain Reaper used his binoculars and, a second later he shouted “prepare to land,” He had seen a burnt wreckage below it had been entangled in the vines it looked slightly smaller than the Midas. Jake was curious about what had happened to this skyship.

 

The rigging calmed; the crew swarmed around the hull to see where they are. Jake and Bella glanced in front of them where a small ship laid which. the third. to the left of the ship a small body of water with waves lapping over the sand. ​ on the other side a thick fog covers a patch work of fields some green and some yellow. Above clouds parted in to a luxury sun shining on their grateful faces.

 

The captain lowered a ladder and scrambled down felt the lush’s emerald grass whilst Bella and Jake investigated the wreckage. “Look it says B.C. wrote out in a red substance,” Jack said everybody studied it they thought to themselves it looks like blood.

 

“We will set up camp,” the captain spoke, “so we can study the surrounding area” multiple hours later camp was set up with tents spread out evenly in a neat square. Bella and Jake were at the smoky fire wondering if they could find the lost explorer.

 

In that moment, Jake saw a pair of to amber pools of light shifting in the darkness of the forest. A twig snapped leaves resulted the figure moved ty squinted and mad out a non-human figure.

The island of laughter

On the isles of laughter,

Mysterious cackles came from smile-destroyers

mocking their fresh elimination.

If you go in, you shall not come out.  ​

 

On the island of darkness,

evil moved into the corner

hiding its hideous face,

their screams leaving the creature to feast. ​

 

On the island of fear,

I felt the silk mask of Ghostface

and fell into its void, eyes staring at me

which I could never escape.

 

On kaleidoscope island,

I felt the overwhelmed trees lean their back

carrying ripe and rich fruit from the fine branches.

 

On the island of fruit,

I tasted the mixture of flavors

the sweet tastes of raspberries and grapes.

The Midas SWW

Chapter 1

PARA 1
The crowds gasped as the Midas lifted up into the air it hovered while the engine roared with the crowd. Captain Reaper stood proud at the wheel a grin wore her face. They were in the sky.

PARA 2
Jake and Bella stared down as the ship took its first flight in a few months.
They could see what seemed to be the entire wide and all the people who seemed to now be dots.
They could hear the roar of the engines as the skyship pushed through the wind.​
Jake grinned at Bella as they set off on an adventure…
Inside she wanted to know if it was safe

PARA 3
Within an hour, The Midas was soring above the ocean like a bird. Like tiny ants Jake saw some fishing boats in a ornate pattern heaving hundreds of fish in. The larger of the boats were bringing in large timbers from the island. Bella let out a long lasting sigh ” imagine if we find Benedick Cumberbatch the third” fiddling with her hair between her fingers. Jacob gripped his hand round the edge of the skyship “I wonder if we will see anything unsettling like the goblins from our last adventure”

PARA 4
that night the weather turned for the worst, rain struck the ship like thunder. the moon was looking at the Midas like a guardian angel. Jake could see some sort of obelisk standing adjacent from a glinting river.

Tyger chapter 1 by Ewan Sww

Chapter 1

It was a bitter December night. Snow glided down from the star scattered sky. A singular light cast a small shadow against the abandoned toy shop which creeped along the wall like a crab. The rain started to pat the rusted pillars of Gloucester Quays.

 

Jacob ignored all of the harsh weather and looked straight ahead. He clenched his frozen fists, like a newborn kitten, to have a bit of warmth. He walked cautiously towards the checkpoint trembling with fear. The aggressive wind forced the doors open with a crash following after. He looked back, making sure someone wasn’t following.

 

He saw the emotionless guard forcing a family away at gun point. He was up next. Trying to look big, he took a leap, hopeful he could get past and not be turned away like last time. It’s drilled into his head. In the distance he could hear kids who were hysterical with laughter. He could see it the checkpoint was in front of him insulting the family’s getting turned away.

 

“Come on then, I have a family to see,” shouted the guard, beckoning Jacob forward. “Why do you need to get through to the other side?” he rubbed his hands menacingly . Jacob flinched.

“I just need to make a few deliveries for my dad’s shop.” The guard held out a gloved hand, gesturing for his pass. Jacob was so envious looking at the silky, perfect glove, but he kept it all down. The pass was a flat piece of paper in pristine condition. He looked at him, then abruptly waved him through. Jacob politely said “thank you very much”. He walked through the door and was met with a wave of warmth unlike the ghetto if you ever went in you would get shivers.

A few seconds later it got crowded, and even though it was night, it was like it was the middle of the day people dressed in suits and dresses. He walked through, there were building towered high as the sky. It was a stunning sight marble roads smothered the town and  black cars drove on the clean roads. But he was still ignored by everyone. He wanted to be seen by everyone. Every time he came here the same thing had happened. He wished his father could see but he wasn’t – not after what happened to mama. Jacob pushed through the crowd of people to get the delivery trying to block out all the bad memories.

 

He wished he couldn’t be a foreigner just for the rest of his life so he could see the rest of Gloucester. His family would be by his side and all of the foreigners live outside the ghetto. If only all foreigners could live here. If only they could see what it’s like to live in the ghetto. His dad’s words shook him “remember what had happened to mama keep your head down or you will end up like her,” he said with tears rolling down his face.

 

Without warning, a hand grabbed the back of his top and Jacob was shoved over onto the ground with force. The man pulled out a knife and pushed it against his neck. Jacob shoved the man and ran towards a glowing light in a small hut. The mugger had caught up with him. On the verge of crying.

 

“That parcel is mine, hand it over,” he said in a low grumble, pointing at the parcel in Jacob’s hand, “plus any money you have on you. Hurry up,  people will be coming around here soon,” Jacob was about to hand over his tips when he saw an old tatty door with a rickety shed behind.  He sprinted towards the door and crouched just behind it. He heard the loud footsteps thumping on the ground. Jacob sprinted but he was blocked in by an abandoned hound.

 

The man’s bulky shadow towered above him like a building. It reached out and choked him. The wall mocked him. He thought he wasn’t going to make. He turned around to see a broken window in the shape of a child. Jacob sprinted towards the fragmented window and jumped into the creaky shed.

Tiger Tiger By Ewan SWW

Tiger, Tiger,
fire stripes burning along your body.
Your ambush will go to your need.

Tiger, tiger,
The amber eyes you hold hypnotise me,
but your blades rip me to shreds.
Meat-muncher stealthy-stalker.

Tiger, tiger,
Why are you so fast?
Is it to catch a banquet?
Your engine purrs as loud as an eruption,
Purring-machine water-drinker

Tiger, tiger,
Protecting your cubs with your fire stripe.
High-jumper noiseless-killer

Cat poem Ewan SWW

My emerald eyes , staring into my owners soul and looking into the past memories. ​I lift up my lily coloured nose , sensing the lightest of movement in the light breeze of winter. ​Mouse-killer, hair ball- thrower, furniture- destroyer, gift-giver​. I curl up next to the fire, purring as loud as the television. I stalk the mouse scurrying on the floor. I am a fur cleaner, night walker, silent killer. The silent steps linger around in the air, like a runner in a one hundred meter race. I walk along thin walls in the onyx night. I slip through small gaps in the closed of house stepping into a wave of warmth as I walk through the cat flap.

The creature Ewan SWW

Harry heard something. A growl rung through his ear and then – the scream a scream that changed something in his head forever. sprinting, as fast as sound to where the echo was still ringing through the slumps he was franticly looking in every nook and cranny looking for anything any clues he wanted to help. But nothing, Its like this thing was taking people no one will realize are gone It was smart but not as smart as Harry. He was always looking for something to do but his job was boring so this was his chance.

The lights were blinding him It was a helicopter light hovering over him wondering why someone was out past curfew. He was sprinted under cover and it was there a clue it was a scale. Not any scale the elemental dragon scale then he was grabbed.

The Scottish wild cat By Ewan SWW

Scottish Wild Cat

Eyes stare through souls, eating them from the inside.
Feeding off their fear whilst stalking their prey
a killer thought the bushes.
Walking silently, waiting for the right moment,
its emerald eyes blood thirsty, longing for a meal.

Its ears are rapidly moving,
sensing something is near.
Cries of mice are lingering around in the air.

Sprinting towards the danger, elegantly jumping over fallen trees,
claws digging into the fresh meal that it had killed.
Blood stained fur frightens the surrounding animals.

Like small daggers that can leave a hole in the flesh,
its small size confuses the greatest of animals.

The Phantom emporium

“I am Tiago, Tiago Sherman the owner of the beautiful establishment there’s nothing that is even more amazing don’t you think ,” he said in a proud manner ” Yes sir It is amazing but do you sell hear” Rory whispered “You may look around my shop look at whatever but you must not touch this book ” he held a golden flaked book “If you touch this book there will be consequences maybe go look at this” he gestured to a coat hanger. Rory gave a long sigh as he walked over to the worn leather sofa.

In a flash Tiago was gone in a blink of light leaving his large jacket next to Rory behind a large ruby curtain he was alone to explore the Emporium. He realized that he had not blinked and his eyes were a bright red. He explored every inch of the room but after he had no excitement he decided to look past the curtain he pulled the large fabric together and you can see doors and thousands of staircases twisting and turning. It’s like a colony of ants he heard foot steps pulled the curtain shut but it was nothing but it felt like someone was creeping behind him.

Turning his head with a sharp turn pulled the book out of the coat pocket he laid it on the cherry blossom table and cautiously opened it but what laid inside was magical and amazing he flicked through the pages the neat writing maid up marvelous worlds like dragons, nights, ghosts, amazing fairy tales there are knights, until you got into the back of the book there where nightmares crawling around the page ink stained the book .

Next thing when he looked up there was a golden fountain pen in his hand enticing him to write his own room his had curved ant twisted along the page the pen like a ballet. He was drawing and writing so much his started hand to cramp up but he had to finish he created and army of little letters attacking the page. It took him a few more minutes to finish it but after the final stroke of the pen he let out a proud breath he reluctantly he gingerly closed the book with a glimmer in his eye.

“This way,” a voiced murmured from the distance “come this way to see the door” the a wolf came from the shadows. It beckoned Rory when it took of, sprinted down hallway, That he had briefly explored, as fast as a cheater Rory just about keep up and when they arrived he was panting for breath a door towered above him like empire state building It was painted with a red and yellow flag he turned the bronze handle.

Through the door you could bright light and here music when you step out into a hot climate you where being consumed by heat. Then a guizer shot up into the air spraying every star in the night sky. I went over and felt the water that was reflecting the restaurant The water made you forget every bad memory It rippled to the other side.

The scream By Ewan SWW

It was amazing, the birds swarming the old couple on the bench everybody on the lake feeling the silk water. The door was ajar so with no thought he stepped into and saw the scenery from yellows and reds hanging from the trees like a bat hanging from the ceiling. It had every thing you want for a day out: ice cream dribbling down the cone like water from a stream; a outdoor restaurant serving traditional fresh foods like chorus and tapas; a viewing of the luxury lake and the water spouting up from the geyser painting the sky with water like a artist panting a canvas.

“Beautiful “said Rory, about to sit down the the bench beside him. But he couldn’t find any body near him It felt strange even the birds were gone. He made his way to the restaurant when he saw no one there. Then he saw all the staff working it’s like a zombie apocalypses had happened then the scream happened It was blood curtailing almost as high as a dog whistle.

Something was not right Rory franticly looked around for were the noise could of come from but nothing it was normal. It was very strange everything was back the people at the restaurant the couple was there why was there a scream was it from the lake. then it rang once more Rory crept into the kitchen and it was normal like before. You could hear the children playing the pool when he looked into the lake the boats had gone nothing left no track of where they could of gone.

A moment later, again the sound it split the sky. Spinning round with no hesitation he ran over to the boat booking desk and shoved the door open making a loud cacophony and then he saw it with: flipper feet; and blue eyes killing you; it hulled itself towards Rory. There is no hesitation he sprinted away and got into a boat but it dived in and never lost the target he rowed to where he thought the door was.

But there was nothing from where he entered. Nothing except water and trees where had it gone. The water by Rory started to ripple he was close he saw the fish swimming away from the creature like a track star “Help” Rory shouted.