My most favourite paragraph from my story is this one:
"The wind began to howl, the clouds started to turn grey, a huge shadow covered the mountain as if it were a massive grey blanket. Jack felt a shiver go down his spine. He tried to move but he just couldn’t. Stalactites on the roof of the cave seem to shatter as if they were going to fall down. Eventually they did fall and one of the stalactites smashed Jack into a hundred pieces of ice."