Beyond the clouds, lay a murky,lifeless,overgrown swamp, where sunlight peeped through the immeasurable trees which loomed over the dark,murky water making it glisten. Cold and icy,dank and stagnant, the disgusting,oozy water will soon flood this ugly,damp swamp. Sticky, slimy vines , which roughly tickled anyone who walked through the misty swamp like a family of spiders crawling up their sleeves, hung down the immense trees. Haunted green trees swayed to the silence; nevertheless one day , one day this gross,little swamp will turn into a giant river...