He was bold, you could tell, not by the way he walked, talked, or even by the way he shouted at the peasants below him, but by what he was wearing. A dark, long black cloak that caught in the wind as he strutted past his enemies as they bowed before him, black goggles you could not see his eyes through, wild white locks, and shiny black boots that glistened as they caught the slivers of light shining through the night. He was incredible. He stretched out his hand to grab the powerful wand, not yet touching it, when I noticed a gaping scar on his left hand. I was so in awe that I could not stand. Would this be the end of life as we know it?
I hope this helps, this was taken from one of the stories I am currently writing. :)
Have a wonderful day!
The sun smiled on me this morning.
Dear Rose,
When I look at a beautiful rose like you, I love your rosy scent and the way how you look. When I see you, it reminds me of someone who I love and care about in my heart. A rose like you, brings me happiness and smiles to my face.
The question ask to determine what is the name of the arctic bird can be found in a bakery and base on my own research and on my understanding, I would say that the answer would be a Puffin or Cream Puffin. I hope you are satisfied with my answer and feel free to ask for more
