5 senses

• taste positive example

  • The palatable fusion of flavours melted effortlessly on my tongue, leaving an aftertaste of indulgence.
  • An ambrosial indulgence, so divine and otherworldly, it felt as if it had been crafted by the hands of gods themselves.
  • Each mouthful was a delectable delight, its richness coating my tongue with velvety warmth.
• Taste negative

  • A putrid aftertaste clung to my tongue, bitter and unshakable.
  • Nauseating and vile, the flavour curdled in my mouth, leaving a

  lingering sense of regret.

  • The repulsive bitterness and brackish tang gnawed at my senses, a tasteless torture that refused to fade.
• touch positive

  • The effortless glide of fingertips against polished marble sent a shiver of pleasure up my spine.
  • Light as a feather, the sensation drifted over me, barely there yet deeply soothing.
  • The warmth of cashmere embraced me, a cocoon of comfort against the cold.
• touch negative

  • The leathery and lifeless texture sent an eerie chill through me, like touching something long since dead.
  • Clammy and cold, it gripped me like an unwanted spectre, leeching warmth from my body.
  • Jagged and biting, the surface was a cruel assault on my fingertips, like shards of glass biting into my skin.
• sight positive

  • A kaleidoscope of colour burst before my eyes, swirling in mesmerising harmony.
  • Bathed in golden hues, the scene radiated warmth, like the final moments of a sunset.
  • The world before me was a magnificent masterpiece, every detail carved with meticulous precision.
• sight negative

  • The murky, muddled landscape twisted and warped, robbing me of clarity.
  • Flickering on the verge of vanishing, the dim glow struggled against the encroaching night.
  • A grotesque distortion of reality, the image wavered like a nightmare barely contained.
• hear positive

  • A symphony of sound enveloped me, each note a carefully placed brushstroke on an unseen canvas.
  • Like a silver-tongued serenade, the voice wrapped around me, smooth and hypnotic.
  • The rhythmic patter of rain drummed a soothing lullaby against the rooftop.
• hear negative

  • A cacophony of clashing sounds erupted around me, grating against my ears.
  • A guttural growl rumbled from the shadows, low and menacing.
  • The deafening roar of chaos swelled around me, drowning out all thought.
• smell positive

  • The delicate fragrance of blooming roses lingered, painting the air with romance.
  • The crisp scent of pine and morning frost filled my lungs, sharp yet refreshing.
  • A bouquet of sweet, heady and embracing aroma drifted through the room, each note carrying whispers of nostalgia.
• smell neg

  • The reek of rot clung to the air, festering and foul.
  • The noxious fumes burned my throat, acrid and unbearable.
  • Musty and stifling, the smell settled around me like the air of a long-abandoned crypt.