The Fun Fair (descriptive writing)

The thundering fun fair continues to thrive inside its quarters. It creates an immense feeling inside your dramatic body. Your sight is flaming with radiant colours. Your nose inhales the candyfloss's sticky, sweet smell and the odor of hot dogs and you can smell the gassy rides too. The hard rock, upbeat music booms into the carnival grounds mixed in with shrieks and shrills of laughter. The continuous rides spin into the dead of the night. The roller coaster swivels through the dark, twilight sky twisting like a twinkling snake. The ferris wheel spins and twirls, cartwheeling in the chilled air. Your feet pulling you into the floor, with the help of gravity, making a crunch on the packed ground. As the crowds clear, we leave.