Hyperboles

Touch: Excruciating

Smell: Rotten

Sight: Extraordinary

Hear: Deafening

Taste: Disgusting

The alarm sent a piercing ring into my ears, forcing me to drag myself out of bed, feeling the excruciating cold on my bare feet.

The burning red fireballs of light skimmed the eerily calm surface of the lake, whilst the mountains stood tall, with their ice-capped tips brushing the clouds.

The velvet falls brushed smoothly over the rocks, gushing into the pools below

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