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Descriptive Essay About The Ocean

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The comforting white clouds stretched and darkened swirling themselves into a silvery metallic vortex. Majestic and alive a giant eye looked down upon me, with a menacing gleam, like it wanted to toy with me then changed its mind due to the mere insignificance within its domain, and more important business for itself. My tiny body amid this vast, strange universe, staring at the gunmetal clouds, overcome with motion sickness that I had never experienced before. Otherworldly, the impossible spinning waves tunneled through my cells, and with it this time – the smell of death. It slammed me like a copper truck creating a hole to dump its load of rotten eggs, human waste, cheap perfume, and rotting meat that my cells felt they exploded from the inside out. It ignited a force of nausea in me so intense my head jerked, and I blew out blood, vomit, and a silvery black ooze into my regulator. I kept purging the exhaust valve of excess blood, vomit, and liquid metal. The distinct smell of death became a taste I couldn’t expel. An unholy taste of metallic death. The different spinning double waves pummeled through me shattering my core by its opposing directions. Bright, iridescent metallic flashes outlined every wave’s form; inside an inner beast made of hematite black. But why? Why is the ocean changing? The ocean, my friend? Into what, and what was it changing me into? I tried to grasp it as if it was on the tip of my tongue, but it wasn’t, I couldn’t know this at all. I

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