He stole through the shadows as night fell. Quietly, on tip toes, he moved in the darkness, making his way to the cupboard inside which was the safe that held his ticket to freedom. All he had to do was pick the safe, put all the stash into his sack, and deliver it to his boss. And then retire to obscurity, where no one would find him. For twenty years he’d lived on the edge, and now, after this job, he wouldn’t have any worry. His hands edged toward the cupboard. Prising it open without a sound, he proceeded to unlock the safe door. It opened with a click, and he emptied its contents into his sack. He sealed the sack and creeped towards the window he had entered from. As he turned down the hallway, the sack hit against a vase and it rattled on the mantlepiece. He held his breath, but the vase didn’t fall. Sighing in relief, he walked on, when suddenly, a torch-light shone brightly in his face.
1) Write a paragraph without using a single adjective.
2) Keep the link of the original Veracity Challenge in your post (so that the creator of the challenge may receive a pingback).
3) Anyone can join the challenge, you don’t have to be nominated!
So, go ahead, dear reader, try this one out!