Writing Prompt
STORY STARTER
Instead of the sun that gives heat, it is the moon.
Create a story in this world. How may the moon’s closer distance to the Earth impact the way humans live?
Writings
You say you love her
But you don’t know her
You don’t know the struggles she’s been through
You don’t know the struggles she’s going through
You don’t even know what’s going through her mind
But you say you love her...
Kevin was sweltering in his underwear. His ass was pressed against the rough wood of the pier at Lunar Lake, where he decided to take a swim after he got home from work.
“God the night is fucking bleak,” he muttered as he hopped into the lake, sinking deep before kicking himself to the surface. The water did nothing to cool him—it was warm from the moonlight, and when his head pierced back up thr...
The sun was so bright
That the moon could only hope
to reflect its light,
and the sun noticed that.
The sun let itself die
so that the moon may shine....
Moon’s hot today
Shining bright my way
Heat of the night to stay
Morning light cools the day
Sun rays bring dew
Night frays heat you
Another hot night too
Sticky clothes like glue
Tessa🦋...
The suns form of light dies down
Shrinking it to a lifeless star
Though now the moon shall collect
Collect the light that flowed within the sun
It powers our houses, cars, life…and our world
The planets will have new habits
Do to the moons new shine
A shine that shall contain a new life
A life for one’s new start in a new time
The world would change dramatically
The Earth would go on a ride
A rid...
I am so very lucky and blessed to have you
You brighten my skies everyday
You came into my world totally unexpected
I have yearned for you my whole life
The day I met you I fell in love
The moon to my sun
My cosmic atmosphere completed
Your shining light from the heavens above
Have illuminated the void I have attained
Your golden blonde locks
So soft, your young tresses
Your smile lights m...
The sun.
There is no sun, anymore
It died, as everything will
You
Me
Sooner rather than later
As the sun no longer exists
And the moon is in its place
Like how we'll die
And the next generation will be in our place
Like how the old
Gets replaced by the new...
Bright white paper mostly smooth with a little rough, the sketch pad was wide open on the braided oval rug. Her box of Crayola 64s was tipped over spilling a rainbow of options. Shamrock and mountain meadow, the grass was a mix of green slashes. River searched for the sepia for her oak tree trunk.
“It’s not a religion, it’s more self-help. First they break you down, releasing you from the habits ...
It felt like a flip of a switch but, I think it began slowly. First the light dimmed; then the birds grew quiet; the stars burned brighter; days shortened and the nights lengthened. And then, the moon began to shine — hot.
I only noticed the changes when I woke up to a sky as black as ash. The sun was still golden; it continued to sparkle. And the moon was still silver like a knife, and it’s ligh...
The cold brightness left the sky as the moon filled the land with heat and blackness. I shifted uncomfortably in my desk chair as I attempted to study for my final exams. The Moon didn’t used to give off heat; before, it was always the Sun. It made more sense, too, if you think about it. Fire gave off heat and the Sun was, well, a giant ball of flames. I remembered learning about it how and why th...