This term we have been collaborating on a story with our
Twitter friend’s 4A Tollgate School from Eastbourne in the UK. We each wrote a
paragraph inspired by the picture below. Room 5’s paragraphs are in red and Room
4A’s are in Blue. Enjoy
She had lived in the forest all her life. It was her home.
When she called in her sweet, melodic voice, the forest
came alive with life. Wild and wonderful creatures would flock to her side from
far and wide, recognising their mother’s voice. This time, her voice betrayed a
hint of panic; she would need her friends and family more than ever now…
On the edge of the forest strange people had arrived. The
terrifying intruders had snarling, crooked faces, covered with fresh scars.
Hate shone out from their eyes. Their long muscular bodies were clothed in
heavy leather and rusted armour. The strangers yelled at each other in an
unfamiliar language. However they were
not alone they had brought with them huge mechanical monsters that were now
destroying the enchanted forest.
Crash! Trees began to fall like dominoes around the
warriors as they charged their monstrous vehicles towards the Mother of
Nature. Her strong, slender body moved,
fast like a slinking cat. Her melodic
mesmerising voice sang out across the mythical, mysterious landscape.
“Dragons, Dragons, Lend me your ears, Rise to the
challenge and set fire to the fears.”
Magnificent, fabulous, wonderful - all the dragons of
Drongar came swiftly to fight the repulsive destroyers.
Out of the swirling, stormy sky swooped Drock, the lord of
the dragons followed by Drax, and Drago. The thrash of Drock’s wings caused
waves to awaken on the water and flames danced in his jet black eyes. Drock
opened his mouth revealing rows and rows of razor sharp teeth that glinted like
precious gold in a cave. Out of the depths of his stomach rose burning, hot
flames. Smoke bellowed from his nostrils and the ground shook in anticipation.
Silence. Second by second, minute by minute, the intruders
approached unaware of the dragons above them. Mischievous yet courageous, Drax
and Drago, the identical twin sons of Drock, stealthily swooped down and
started to shoot sparks of thunder and spit sparks of lightning. Their loyal
red eyes read trouble. The dragons screeched across the sky as they gained the
higher land and targeted the enemy. The
more they roared, the more the forest
burned to ash.
Mother Earth wailed as she saw her mythical forest burn.
The gruesome intruders had started to
spit and curse as they stomped on the burning ground. Their faces were twisted
with rage as the flames flickered around their legs. Suddenly they heard a mighty roar from above.
The intruders grabbed at their weapons ready to strike the scaly beasts that
were fast approaching.
The dragons swooped from beyond the abysmal darkness of
the trees. The wood still fell as Mother
Earth’s tired eyes cried more; desperately watching her home burning in crimson
flames. The magical monsters continued their attack. Drax’s pale white body cast an enormous
shadow over the ground as the enemy caught a glimpse of the deep purple under
his wings. His mighty roar scared the
warriors, sending them into a frenzy.
Drock’s long, sharp teeth clamped together as he prepared himself to
pick off the weakest, hatred raging in his eyes. From the back of forest snarling soldiers
stormed on through, their deadly sharp arrows raced through the icy wind as
they proceeded on, getting closer to Mother Earth’s Tree of Sanctuary. She could do nothing but put her trust in her
dragons. Although inside the forest chaos and destruction continued, outside
there was an eerie silence.
Drock swooped down amongst the intruders who were
approaching the tree of sanctuary. He opened his wide mouth flashing his
sword-like fangs. Arrows flew into his side but fell without penetrating his
scales. The intruders screamed in terror as the three dragons landed amongst
them. The dragons formed a circle around them and their mechanical monsters.
The dragons roared ferociously, fire and flame bursting from their mouths. The
intruders covered themselves as best they could but the flames singed and burnt
their flesh. The intruders knew that they must escape or face being turned to
ash. The leader of the intruders barked orders to retreat. The intruders
clambered into their mechanical monsters and retreated in terror.
Mother Earth looked at her enchanted kingdom as the ash
cleared from the blackened dead trees, weeping as the dragons circled around
her, gracefully. She was filled with
terror and hatred knowing that the battle was not yet over; they would return
with reinforcements. Mother Nature turned to her trusting and loyal beasts,
whispering gently “Boggets draw near and spare your spirits and hands, bring
back to the forest the green lands”.
With outstretched arms the Boggets swooped and swept across the pitch
black forest and everything they touched turned evergreen. The newly-greened
landscape stood proud against the ever darkening skies as the dragons patrolled
the dusky heavens above. Growling and rumbling could be heard from beyond the
distant lands, the louder the sounds became, the greater the terror.
Mother Nature commanded her loyal Boggets to fly to the
edge of the enchanted forest. Here they cast magical spells over the fallen
burnt trees. Out of the ash small seedlings began to grow in front of the
Bogget’s eyes. The seedlings grew rapidly twisting and turning into gigantic
guardians of the forest. Their branches swayed like huge grasping hands, their
roots lifted from the ground and stomped along the outskirts of the forest.
Their trunks grew wide and strong with thick bark and spikey thorns. The guardians
bellowed in an ancient voice. The guardians formed a barrier around the forest
awaiting the return of the dreaded intruders.
Meanwhile Mother Nature sat and cradled her forest
friends. Her tears had dried and the Dragons of Drongar had returned to their
lair. Mother Nature hoped her guardians would now protect her home from future
attacks. Deep down though she knew this would not be the last time her home
would be under threat.
The End