Mah boi, this peace is what all true warriors strive for!

Hello Mr. and Ms. Journal
Today it is a sunny day outside.  The air is getting hot; the brew is getting flat.  The vultures are squawking with the excitement and anticipation of finding a dead raccoon in the road.  This afternoon, when I walked out of my house, the vultures attacked me!  I ran back inside to grab the t-shirt gun.  Once they saw that, they scattered.  I managed to peg just one of them before they were gone.  Everyone knows that vultures are not aggressive when angered or provoked.  Later, when I walked to the outdoor fish market, I saw a man selling something that I noticed was not fish.  The man was Mr. Meandmykatamari.  He told me that he was selling vulture meat, so I bought 3 pounds of it.  Tomorrow I will roast it in the oven.  I hope I don't get sick. Thank you for your time.

STEVE








FUCHSIA - Character
RGB (204,0,0)- Setting
RGB (106,168,79)- Plot
UNDERLINE- Conflict
BOLD- Theme

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A death rattle has ignited,
A direct hit, a blazing fireball.
All blast force is extinguished immediately.
Only resistant material is spared.
They open their eyes and mouth, making a chirp-like noise.
They sound close, but the distance is great.
The explosions can be heard up to 100 blocks away!
Often the impact is not seen.
The projectile is quite slow, the shot is reflected back.
The scream!
A tear falls into the lava.
The pigmen go into pursuit mode.
But the tear is in an innaccessable area.

From Ghast