The air is musty and old. Treasure sparkles in the gleam of my torch.
Nothing moves. Nothing speaks, as if the world never has been.
A coffin is in front of me! I shiver with excitement, and remove the lid.
Inside are the most beautiful treasures I have ever seen, from a
four-thousand-year-old scroll to a sapphire crocodile. Amidst
these riches is something, if possible, more beautiful than them all.
There in all his splendor lies King Tutankamen himself!
Nothing moves. Nothing speaks, as if the world never has been.
A coffin is in front of me! I shiver with excitement, and remove the lid.
Inside are the most beautiful treasures I have ever seen, from a
four-thousand-year-old scroll to a sapphire crocodile. Amidst
these riches is something, if possible, more beautiful than them all.
There in all his splendor lies King Tutankamen himself!
Henry Jones has nothing on you!!! I like the descriptive words. Good paragraph, Jess! You might consider either taking out the extra spaces or making them double-spaced to make it easier to read.
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