Astrid held out her hands. She was alone in the forest, and an eerie silence surrounded her. All she could hear was the faint buzz, like a bee settling down on a flower, coming from the thing she held so protectively in front of her.
Her hands were suddenly filled with a comforting warmth, as a silvery light pulsed from the object. A tingle ran down Astrid’s spine.
“It must be magic…” She muttered excitedly under her breath... “It must be!”
All she could hear was the faint buzz, like a bee settling down on a flower, coming from the thing she held so protectively in front of her.
I have used a simile to describe the noise coming from the object.
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