eye of the bridge writing

Hi this is my eye of the bridge writing that I have really liked doing because I could put in really good words. Whats you favourite writing?

Bye, Matilda🐼

It was a mystery no one knew how the eye was there or why and that is the young Olivia leaf was there standing in the morning light looking over the misty and shady forest while holding an old wooden staff in her shivering hand and standing on the hill that stood directly above the cracked and ancient eye. Olivia half tumbled half ran down the hill and came face to face with the giant sphere. She looked at it in ore even though she had seen it many times before it was still breathtaking. As she looked at her stunned reflection in the water that looked like glass she saw something odd, a large cracked and broken old gold ring that was lodged in between some old roots that were knotted together so tightly that they were like vines in a jungle. Olivia slowly bent down and cautiously grabbed the ancient looking ring. She held it up to her face and saw a tiny marking on it that looked like a tiny snake with it’s fangs beard. Shock radiated through her and she threw the ring as far away as she could and it landed on the shimmering part outside of the pupil and out of it came a ginormous dark green snake that immediately pounced and coiled around her suffocating and choking her. As her life flashed in front of her wide brown eyes she wondered what was going to happen to the snake after it killed her. It would probably go and cause havoc in the streets In her home Mount Tremilo then the great sorcerer Helena Brooke would be called in to help and would probably vanquish it with one simple spell that she had learn’t after defeating some three headed dog or something of that sort. Scrambling desperately up the steep mossy bank she got to the top and ran as fast as she could to her tiny village.