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STORY STARTER
Write a hypothetical story about why the sun and moon change every night and day.
You may wish to take inspiration from cultural or ancient stories, childrens books, or fantasy tales.
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Some say the sun is the ruler of sky’s.
Burning and shinning and castings it’s light.
Some say the moon is the keeper of dawn,
Fighting the light until it’s shunned and gone.
I say the moon and sun share earth and space,
Each with their own role, and important place.
Some say the moon is nothing without sun.
I say the sun shines for the moon above....
The curly-haired boy presses his face against the cold glass of the window and stares outside. "Elio," he begins, "where does the sun go when it's nighttime?"
Elio stands up and walks over to his brother, looking into his hopeful eyes and smiling. "It goes to sleep."
"But what about the moon?" The boy asks.
"The moon also goes to sleep, but only when the sun is awake. They watch over each other...
Moon and Sun are friends. They always have been; they’ve been together since the beginning of the earth, and they used to hope to be like that until the end. Sun still does. Moon, on the other hand, has different plans.
Moon and Sun used to have another friend named Earth. They loved Earth dearly, and they were a trio. Sun had always been optimistic, kind and happy. Earth was creative and unique,...
“Yo sis!”, called Apollo ,”What’s up lil sis!”
“Holy Hades, Apollo!”, exclaimed Artemis in shock ,”Do you seriously have to do this every time we switch places every night and day”.
“Yeah”, Apollo replied with a shrug ,”Okay, so, I’ve got a concert at Olympus so, I need to go, like, right now, okay? Okay”. As Apollo tried to leave, Artemis grabbed his arm.
“Hold up sun boy”, said Artemis ,”Y...
“Hey.”
“Hey, Sun.”
“Night shift go alright?”
“Eh, yeah. ‘Bout as alright as it’s been for the past four and a half billion years.”
“Oh, man, I hear that. The tides doin’ OK?”
“Oh, y’know… it comes and goes.”
“Sure, sure… you look glowing, by the way.”
“Aw, shucks, only ‘cause I’m next to you.”
“Stoooop, you’re such a charmer. Hey, you comin’ in later today? Could use some company.”
“Nah, ...
When I was younger, I remember I used sneak out in the middle of night to go to my brothers room. Those were the eternal days, when days and nights used to last epochs. My brother, Aditya was the most beautiful being ever created. Even as a child he was regal, golden. His light shone bright wherever he went. We were inseparable. As the universe was continued to be created and more creatures came i...
She was the sun, burning with love, compassion, and energy.
I was the moon, cold, sorrow, and lazy.
The people of Earth adored her dearly; she made their plants grow and their happiness stronger. The people drew her in a heavenly way. She was their queen.
The people didn’t appreciate me as much; I was only lighting up the night sky a little bit after all.
The sun was so regal and beloved, that...
My entire life I have longed to look upon the beauty of the sun. She is so radiant that every time I look at her, I feel radiant myself.
Every day, I try to get a little closer to her; to embrace her and her warmth. Alas, I can never catch up to her in her everlasting journey.
Every once in a while, I meet up with her for a few precious moments, but they always bring me down. I don’t mean to, b...
“He’s a hot dog water salesman,” Luna said in a conspiracial whisper.
“Look again mariposa that’s his cover. He travels the country collecting data on nuclear secrets,” Cyrus whispered back. They stole looks at the sleeping man resting near the front. Cyrus’ young handsome face was dead serious. Luna hid her smile behind her hands.
“No you’re wrong. He’s a double agent working for…” Luna’s eyes sk...
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