The Place of Dreams By Chloe Price

The Place of Dreams

Floating across me, dangerous blizzard tickles my rugged edges.

Silently, I stand here in this incredible place.

Billions of years old no one has seen me.

Skies, snowboarders and the competitors they all terrorise me.

Wind blows quickly though out the days.

The sun scorches pass me but I never warm up.

Incredible-my kingdom was magnificent!

I am as tall as an enormous skyscraper.

But beware-I am not to be messed with: OR ELSE!

Lazily, storm rain trickles down my freezing body, making its way to the bottom.

 I’m soon to been taken down by men, women and children.