Dancing sparks of fire bursting into beautiful colours splatter over the purple night sky, transforming it into a huge canvas of colour. I can feel the glimmering fireworks reflecting off my eyes. The great, shining sky and moon above have turned into a dangling stopwatch, hypnotising everyone looking up to the above. I nibble a corner of my delicate pasty to reveal an explosion of taste. It’s almost as if the great exploding volcanoes are inside my mouth.
The vast tall ships tower over the town, blocking the view of the creamy blue ocean. Their sails billow out towards me. They are alive, celebrating along with the noisy, excited crowd. This is a memory I’ll never forget. After a while the fireworks die down and the crowd melts away. I stand alone. I take one last glance at the tall ships. Why should I leave? I had no choice. I dragged my feet through the freshly painted town. If only I could travel back in time..
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