Writing Prompt
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STORY STARTER
Write a story which takes place on another planet.
Use your imagination - what would an adventure on a different planet look like?
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“Welcome to Xyglxen (shy-glix-en) home of the Zybalacks (shy-bale-axes) they are the kindest beings to ever exist.” Alacoflax smiled as he looked at the planet around them. It looked empty. As far as Laura could see desert stretched on for miles only interrupted by clisters of rocks and cliffs. He stepped off the ramp from his ship, she followed close behind. He walked and walked and walked, she c...
The infinite Treck started for my when I was 19. It always started at different times for everyone. My brother had it at 12 and my dad had it at 38. His was going out to get milk but he must not have been very good because I haven't seen him since. The day that the Treck started for me the sky was a light shade of neon green and the sun shone down, green and beautiful. I looked out at the horizon ...
They floated in space holding hands, a graceful zero-gravity dance. He felt his heart skip as he gazed into her searching eyes, shining brighter than both Spica and Polaris. The moon glowed softly behind her, and streaks of pink and violet painted the dark backdrop enfolding them. He gently placed his hand on her cheek, and he felt a current of energy ripple though him as his skin touched ...
Junpir was a small planet, almost not even classed as one, but it had the cheapest prices.
We split the cost between the four of us and we each got a quarter of the area. Max got the part with the fields, Jonathon the forest, Poppy the meadow, and I got the city ruins.
It was our first day there, and we were all tired out from the ship ride. “See ya tomorrow, guys!” I said, getting out. We had a...
Caitlin’s lips were turning blue, and I couldn’t get air into my lungs. There was none, after all.
Nobody had thought far enough ahead to consider that we might need to breathe in order to explore Volara, apparently.
I say nobody, but that was my job.
Kiro - the boy we had met on O-37924 - was having similar difficulties, though he’d not yet reached the same levels of panic as I had.
We were ...
I can soft touch death on a Tuesday and not shudder. I can get real close.
Digging gravel graves had been an inconvenience for man, ever since man first knew he went back to the earth. Until the Earth said no more. No more dust.
The Earth’s crust had become infested. A blanket of secreting sebaceous glands. With all manner of excess pushed through its porous layers. Countless histories forced ...
It was weird. She was the only one. Blessed by the god Maia, she could travel between planets. When she woke up she was always slightly disoriented on whatever planet she was on. As where she was came flooding back, memories did as well. Memories of her being caught by the the prince she thought she was in love with. She woke up to see her surrounded in a jail. Perfectly specified to keep her from...
I took a breath of the cool station air before donning my space helmet. I was wearing a bulky space suit. It was difficult to walk, but I knew it was for the best; I needed protection. I stepped into the airlock, and clenched my fists as I heard the doors shut behind me. Soon, I would be the first person to walk on that reddish-yellow, unfamiliar, vastly uncharted gravel. A voice erupted from my r...
I’m trapped. There’s no escape. Even if I could get out of this cell, this prison, I am still stuck on a planet I don’t even know with absolutely no connections. I cant even remember the last time o tasted fresh air and felt a warm summer day on my back. It’s been too long I can barley remember the feeling of sand between my toes as I run down the beach. I never thought I would miss Earth. It’s di...
With every passing hour I have ticked off in my head, the day I was taken fades further into distant memory and lines blur rapidly into blobs of color leaving distinct shapes to imagination.
58, 59, 60…noon…1, 2, 3…I scratch another line into the metal beneath my feet. It’s been 11 years, 5 months and 13 days.
For almost 12 years I have spent every day praying for my cage to be unlocked. I have ...
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