Even in the shadowy gloom of the starless night she could see fear blazing in his eyes like fire. It was no longer a cozy, tunnel-of-love sweetness, but a chilling isolation.
This is a descriptive piece I did when we did writing, we had to go to the library and find a book and flick through the book to find descriptive sentences and write it in our book and then turn it in to a paragraph using our own words this is my story above.
Great language Erica, the second sentence in particular paints a picture of a disturbing change of mood. Well done. Comments that come named as 'Valley' are from Mr Goulstone (in case your wondering).
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