Within a deep sea of green trees, a swamp hid its gloomy looks behind a wall of brambles. The water was murky and the air felt cold.
A figure moved around and around like a rocket orbiting the moon. It was wide and scaly basking on the surface of the water. It's claws were as big as orange, its teeth were as sharp as needles.
Suddenly, or so I think so, it collapsed. Bubbles, it was breathing, it couldn't be a crocodile...
Each week we are taking part in 'The 100 Word Challenge' to be creative and expressive with our writing.