Descriptive Essay: The Road To Opal

The road, or more appropriately named, the path, that led to Opal, essentially consisted of dirt, and what appeared to be barbed gravel. Needless to say, it wasn’t the most favored path to traverse, amongst the neighbors, especially those with wagons of poorer quality, as the spokes of the wagon would often break, or create a hitch. While I didn’t so much have an issue with taking the path, aside from the pseudo-agonizing distance, it was truly, and utterly, an eyesore. However, I did enjoy the views of both the left and right side of the path; of which, both, consisted of rolling hills, coated with lush emerald-tinted oceans of green. Defying the preconceived notions of many, under my assumption, the day was truly transitioning into a prepossessing …show more content…
The beauty of the day made frowning, or engaging in, somber emotions seemed most unimaginable, and invited those inside their homes to join it in celebration of the illuminating sunshine. Drawing nearer to the outskirts of town, however, I began to notice the hustle and bustle of the barters and merchants; and to hear the cacophony of noises produced by those within the heart of the town’s, metaphoric, walls. Normally the sight and sounds of such pandemonium would’ve stricken me with anxiety; however, contrary to the norm, things were quite different this time. For some anomalous reason, it actually brought me joy to see so many people outside at once, interacting with one another, and appearing to be relishing in joy; for the most part, that is. Roaring in audibility, the noise appeared to lack any tune of aggression, and was atypically consistent; and, considering the number of people sardined in such a small area, this was an astonishing feat, as far as I was concerned. Ironically, however, that strange, lingering, welcoming feeling did make me feel slightly uneasy; but, nevertheless, I continued through the town, amidst chuckling at such