Descriptive Writing - Woodland

I rose today in a far away and exotic utopia where the sky was baby blue with fluffy white clouds, that seemed to be playing peek a boo with the yellow sun. There were majestic mountains, which seemed to touch the sky, and were painted in snow; every freshly fallen flake glistened like a beautiful diamond in daybreak. I felt a peaceful feeling overtaking me and my spirit seemed to soar from within me just like the eagles circling boldly over the mountain crest, each movement symbolising their strength, beauty and courage.…