Lord of the Flies by William Golding (Pgs 1-225)
The shore was fledged with palm trees
Reclined against the light
With openess came the sun
Flashes of light through the foliage
A bush of yellow flame
Reclined against the light
With openess came the sun
Flashes of light through the foliage
A bush of yellow flame
Sliding quickly towards the edge of the world
Making cascades and waterfalls
Rise with a roar.
Sitting on the very edge of the cliff
There was thunder lightning and rain
The sun was setting and only embers glowed in the fire
Shadows dancing and mingling beneath them
Palms by the wrecked shelter
The darkness under the leaves
Green glow had gone from the horizon and night
Luminous flowering around the rock
With unwinking eyes
Untold terrors in the dark
We ran as fast as we could
The beast followed
