Descriptive essay- New Year's Eve
Energy in the air was inviting, however the temperature was repelling us. Sharp coldness stiffened our hands and brought rosy blush to our cheeks but the irresistible anticipation kept us planted where we stood. Before a hue of violet or a pigment of green could be seen, a crowd gathered, shivering and excited. There was bustle and commotion around us. Everyone was getting settled close together to conserve their heat and to begin to agitate excitement. I took a deep, icy breath as my lungs swelled with air. Overhead, the sparse clouds cleared like opening curtains to reveal the young night. I leaned over towards the warm fragrance and clenched his arm. The air was a stingray nipping at my heels and pinching my nose. Above the vague horizon of pines, the sky suddenly exploded into a splash of colours and patterns.
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Fiery red and golden yellow dispersed into freckles of azure and then blended into the tone of the universe. Ruby-peach bows streaked across the panorama and then disappeared. For a second, my heart dropped, but then suddenly picked up to twice its tempo when the new clashing colours scattered across the blue. With each successive burst, the colour was a chameleon, constantly changing it's surrounding.
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The liveliness was like a steaming kettle ready to blow. My heartbeat accelerated, and every chemical in my body was unstable. The electric pulses in the sky vibrated and pounded into my bones with each successive firework. My blood flow finally caught up to my heartbeat and they continued to quicken in an automatic impulse.
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The explosions multiplied. A loud eruption in a fraction of a second caught us off guard, and we watched in astonishment, as the dangerous show continued. Each war of sound was competing to be the loudest. The clashes of detonation deepened in a rage-like echo. The shrill screams hit their crescendo and the amplitude deafened me. There was a momentary hush between each outburst of noise that was compensated by
10...
Fiery red and golden yellow dispersed into freckles of azure and then blended into the tone of the universe. Ruby-peach bows streaked across the panorama and then disappeared. For a second, my heart dropped, but then suddenly picked up to twice its tempo when the new clashing colours scattered across the blue. With each successive burst, the colour was a chameleon, constantly changing it's surrounding.
9...
The liveliness was like a steaming kettle ready to blow. My heartbeat accelerated, and every chemical in my body was unstable. The electric pulses in the sky vibrated and pounded into my bones with each successive firework. My blood flow finally caught up to my heartbeat and they continued to quicken in an automatic impulse.
8...
The explosions multiplied. A loud eruption in a fraction of a second caught us off guard, and we watched in astonishment, as the dangerous show continued. Each war of sound was competing to be the loudest. The clashes of detonation deepened in a rage-like echo. The shrill screams hit their crescendo and the amplitude deafened me. There was a momentary hush between each outburst of noise that was compensated by