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Night-Time Nature

The night fell. The moon rose. The owl awoke, anxiously anticipating the next adventure under the infinite stars wrapped up in a blanket of darkness. She sliced through the bitter cold wind; the trees blurred past, casting her reflection on the still water, which was soon disturbed by the force of the owl. The moon glistened, was this an invitation? Time stood still, the silence roared. Every night, the owl relives the living dream. In all its glory, the moon radiated, outlining the snow-capped mountains and most of all the home of the owl - the forest.

by Hannah Yabut (8)
St Michael's VA Junior School, Norwich


Competition - Once Upon a Time

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