“It was quiet. There were flashes of light coming from different places. Where am I? Suddenly, I started to feel his breath. He was whispering something that I just couldn’t understand. In a split second, I decided to grab his hand and start running. This was the last place I wanted to be!”
Here I demonstrate how a description can be transformed into a presentation of an image:
“Silence and flashes of light,
I don’t know where I am
Hold my hand tight
And we’ll run away.”
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