Create an image for this descriptive paragraph: With each step I take, the damp smell of moss starts to overpower my nostrils. Its smell is slightly musty but fresh. Along with it, are the sounds of chirping birds and rustling weeds. They echo in my ear making me feel as if I’m in a tunnel on the highway. The sun is rising, shining across the river’s glass like appearance. The rich sky is like a canvas being painted with watercolor as its ombré of colours shine with beauty across the sky. The sky is filled with pillow white clouds and many species of birds. The humming sound of cicadas in the foliage is soft and calming, making me feel like I can fall asleep. The gleaming water is a mirror, reflecting the scenery around me creating an exact replica of the original. I can feel the soothing warm air on my arms. Like everything around me paused for the moment. The rocks tan by the river bank heating up with each ray of sunlight, burning my feet every step I take. They’re almost as hot as a tray of cookies baking in an oven. A lone frog sits on a rock, holding the center of attention. Sitting in the middle of the river, almost as if it was under a spotlight and was performing for a crowd. It croaks with delight hopping around, adding to the sounds of the rushing water. Little pieces of sediment float throughout the river like boats with no destination. The scene is swallowed up by the fog giving it a slight dimness and gloominess. The grass dances in the strong tree knocking See more