Is anybody able to give me feedback on a creative writing piece that I made? The question was: 'Write a description of a fishing village.'
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I was surrounded by life: thrilling, thriving life. Birds swept the thick clouds from sight, allowing the sun to cast a warm embrace from overhead. The canary yellow complemented the azure blue from behind. In the horizon, a plethora of colours began to define the sky: a deep crimson, amber and tuscany alongside a softer sapphire.
Below, rows of houses were enveloped in chattering and laughter. The buildings ran parallel to one-another, rife with life.
As I walked onto the promenade, I was gagged by the malodorous carcasses of the fishermen's stock. Their foul smell disarmed me - attacking my senses.
I looked to my right, observing the life that was seeking respite on the shore. The fishes' near-lifeless bodies flapped back and forth, and back and forth, yet they remained thankful after escaping the clutches of the tyrannous waves who knived the cliffs contently.
Overhead, the birds had been replaced by a dense darkness - smothering all remaining life. The gilded sun had vanished, no colour remained.
It was all gone; I was surrounded by death.