creative writing good parts Flashcards
weather description using figurative language
The moon veiled itself behind a tapestry of thick, ominous clouds, casting an inky darkness upon the restless sea. We spotted a ship on the horizon. As the submarine silently cut through the obsidian waters, raindrops traced delicate patterns on the metal surface. The night held its breath, conspiring with the clandestine mission beneath the tempestuous sky.
torpedoes going through the sea
Silent as shadows in the depths, the submarine unleashed its aquatic arrows, torpedoes danced like vengeful serpents through the dark embrace of the ocean, poised to strike with a lethal grace.
ship sinking
The once-proud American vessel danced in the abyss as a vengeful torpedo embraced it in a deadly waltz. The ship’s hull, a wounded giant, wept rivulets of despair, succumbing to the relentless pull of the ocean’s dark embrace.
enemy soldiers leaving their ship
Amidst the murky waters, the American prisoners of war slid into the U-boat’s belly like shadows seeking refuge in the belly of a Leviathan. Their hopes clung to the submarine’s steel embrace, a desperate choice between captivity and the depths.
regretting my actions
the weight of decisions made on the battlefield pressed upon my chest like an oppressive darkness, leaving me entangled in the thorny vines of remorse. The echoes of faces, both fallen comrades and adversaries, play a melancholic symphony in my sleepless nights, a vivid reminder of the choices that branded my soul with indelible scars. Sleep, an elusive sanctuary, slipped through my fingers, leaving me alone with the ghosts of my actions