narrative story Flashcards
(10 cards)
good weather paragraph
The morning sun spilled golden light across the landscape, casting a warm glow that danced on the leaves like flickers of flame. A soft breeze rustled through the trees, carrying with it the sweet scent of blooming jasmine and the distant murmur of birdsong. The sky, a flawless expanse of azure, stretched endlessly above, unmarred by even the faintest wisp of cloud. Sunlight shimmered on the surface of a nearby stream, turning the water into a ribbon of liquid silver. Every detail of the day—the gentle warmth, the vibrant colours, the soothing sounds—wove together to create a moment of perfect peace, as if nature itself had paused to breathe in harmony.
bad weather paragraph
Without warning, the sun vanished behind a wall of slate-grey clouds, casting the world into a brooding half-light. The breeze that once whispered through the trees turned sharp and impatient, tugging at branches and stirring dust into the air. A distant rumble growled across the horizon, low and menacing, like a warning from the sky itself. Then came the first drop—cold and heavy—followed by a sudden onslaught of rain that lashed against the earth with unrelenting force. The once-still trees thrashed violently, their leaves torn away and scattered like frightened birds. The air, thick with the metallic scent of storm, pulsed with electric tension as lightning carved jagged veins across the sky. In an instant, the tranquil day had dissolved into chaos.
tension line - heartbeat
My heartbeat thundered in my ears, louder than the silence pressing in around me.
tension line - breath (betrayal)
Every breath felt like a betrayal—sharp, shallow, as if the air itself didn’t want to be in my lungs.
tension line - time
Time seemed to stretch, each second trembling under the weight of what I knew was coming.
tension line - stand frozen
I stood frozen, every muscle tight, waiting for the crash of truth I couldn’t escape.
tension line - knot in stomach
A knot twisted in my stomach, heavy and unmoving, like my fear had grown roots inside me.
tension line - walls closing in
The walls felt like they were closing in, the shadows whispering doubts I couldn’t silence.
tension line - each step
With each step I took, the floor creaked beneath me, warning me it was too late to turn back.
Epiphany paragraph
In that quiet moment, everything suddenly aligned. The questions that had circled restlessly in my mind finally fell silent, as if they had been waiting for me to stop forcing the answers. It wasn’t some dramatic revelation, not a bolt of lightning, but a gentle, unmistakable clarity that settled over me like sunlight breaking through clouds. I didn’t just understand the truth—I felt it deep in my bones. All the detours, all the confusion, had led me here for a reason. And in that stillness, I finally realized: I had been searching everywhere else for something that was within me all along.
