Descriptive Essay: All Quiet On The Western Front

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Within the mist, a grave lays undisturbed peacefully. In the distance, a chuckle sounds throughout the cemetery. Piercing the mist, a skeletal hand reaches out and the rest of the body follows soon after. Wearing a cloak, the figure waves his hand, conjuring an ancient bone shovel. Using his powers, the skeleton utilizes the shovel without touching the tool to carve out the dirt and reopens the coffin to the world. Long decayed completely, a civil war casualty rests peacefully. Not fooled by the corpse, the being grasps the soldier’s hand, and a wispy substance flows from the soldier’s corpse to the cloaked being. With the loss of this wispy substance, the soldier disintegrates. With a malevolent chuckle, the dread lord reburies the coffin and floats away, leaving no trace of the dreadful event. …show more content…

With a hiss, the glass opens, opening the glass prison to the moon. With a groan, I stretch my back and my arms, ending a few cramps while at it. Eyes darting, I perceive everybody doing daily stretches after the long nap. After two centuries of having my energy drained, I am unhealthy and sluggish, and I don’t remember where I hailed from. I proceed to my regular morning chores: brushing my teeth, making my glass sleeping room, and draining my excess energy from sleep in order to harnessed. After 27 failed escape attempts, the guards here moved me to maximum security, which is to say has less security than I expected, which is only a prison cell impossible to dig out of and stronger bars.. During lunch, alarms blare. A gang of prisoners siege the cafeteria and defeat the guards. Within a few days, the guards would be expected to overwhelm the gang. With the attention focused on the gang, I sprint towards an escape hatch. After pressing a few buttons on the pod, I venture off the moon. Soon, Death would discover of my absence and hunt me

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