[a ghost!]

mark !

[aergia]

mark

[knifekind]

oh boy...res w the name/nickname Frisco
prompt - "seasons change, people don't" - lil bitter boy mad at the world for everything
possibly adopted child of calliope? unsure

[Rissyy]

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Username:Ediluna. || Name:Umbriel || Gender:Male
Change meant almost nothing to Umbriel. As the guardian of one of the
27 moons of Uranus, everything in space that constantly changed didn't surprise
him. With its surface being one of the darkest of the moons, consisting of dense
rock and ice, He couldn't see much past Uranus and the other moons surrounding
him. It was dull and silent.

However, once every few years a beam of sunlight will reach his post on the cold
moon and illuminate the twinkling abyss around him for a little while. Even though
he had seen the dark world around him plenty of times before, It still astonished him.
There wasn't particularly anything new to see each time other than new stars and
remembrance of the feeling of being so small in such a vast space.

That was until one year a planet that Umbriel had never seen before appeared in the
distance, It formed from gasses and varies other properties. A few more visits from the
sunlight and Umbriel saw that it had become a solid, owning a hue of blue and green.
Nothing of the sort had ever happened before and if it did he wasn't there to observe it.
Such a strange occurrence and change in the world he had become so accustomed to
scared him. The unknown scared him. In such a big and empty space nothing ever happened
with such pace.Without the ability to move from the moon he guarded closely, It both
frustrated him that he couldn't investigate the new planet further and made him relieved.
Curiosity can be a dangerous thing.

As Umbriel's observation of the mysterious new orb carried along across the ages, He noticed
cracks forming between the green patches throughout the sphere, making way for more blue.
His first impression of this was that the new world that space had created was already
crumbling, enhancing his fear even more. What if Uranus starting cracking? What if everything
started shattering? leaving him floating all alone...

It took a while for him to notice but as the mini world continued to crack and split Its core
remained unscathed. It remained solid and stayed where it was and upon Umbriel's further
inspection,It became quite beautiful. In what he thought was broken, he found new interest
and questions he'd never asked before. Whether this was intentional or purely the fault of
its components, He found it fascinating. He thought that change meant destruction and the
end but from the newly formed planet Earth, he learned that sometimes, in order for us to
progress and grow, change is necessary.
Coding by @mimu

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[astral.]

Mark 💕

[76heart]

gifs were made by me, from Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban, please do not use them without asking first <3

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76heart ● aisling lalor ● she/her ● 1,056 words
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aisling, meaning dream, vision
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xxxChange, a time for newness, rebirth, an ever flowering stream. No rippling wave passed over a rock the same; each was changing, different, something new. It was everywhere, in every little thing. Inescapable, intrinsic, and something that touched everything. Not even the oldest and most stubborn mountains could remain unchanged as rivers carved away at it's side and trees dug their roots through it's ancient skin, and even rocks began to fade and erode with time. There was no escaping change, no running from it, and if one does not learn to bend with the breeze like the branches of trees, and accept the change and the path on which they now flow, then they will break. If one refuses to change, they will be left behind, in the dirt, forgotten. It was not always something she accepted, but she has learned to embrace it, because in rejecting it, she lost the things most dear to her. Her mother's necklace, it was her dearest thing, and she lost it, because she had been unwilling to accept change.

xxxChange, a starting over, an overturning tide, a fresh start. Aisling wished she had known that then, known it before she lost everything she held dear. She shouldn't have tried to fight it, to run from it, to say no. She should have accepted it, let go of her inhibitions, and run with it, not against. She knew that now, and she so wished she had known it then.

xxxChange. The thing to ruin it all for her, to take everything away, and yet, now one of the most important things to her, the thing she valued most. She had learned her lesson, and she would never scorn change again. She would let change be her guide, and she would listen to where it told her to go. Never again would she lose it all because she refused to change her colors like the autumn leaves, or bend with the winds of change that threatened to pull her lose. Never again would she stand still against them, she would follow them, go with them, let them take her to her path. Never again would she ignore change's redesign.

xxxFrom the very start in truth, Aisling hadn't been a normal kit by any definition of the world. She had been blessed with a gift- or well, a curse in the eyes of most-, a gift of giving dreams. She need only to speak what someone could dream of, or touch their sleeping form and send a thought to give them a dream, and on the rarest of occasions, she can walk amongst the dreams she gives, though she knows not how that comes to pass. Her father never knew what to think of her "gift", and her mother, well, she feared for her, and did everything she could to protect her, stifling her desires to wander, and her wishes to explore and make friends, sheltering her from all of the world, so no one could harm her only child, and try and take from her the gift she had been given.

xxxWith time however, Aisling became harder to keep in place, harder to keep inside, and increasingly difficult to tame. She cared nought for the studies her mother surrounded her with, or the unsure and wary scowls of her father when she was near, and she learned to escape their manor home, to sneak out and explore. Aisling listened to no one but herself and her own direction, her own heart's compass, and that quickly became clear.

xxxShe would go to the forest at night, and run through the thousands of trees, meeting the animals, hearing their songs, and she came to know them so well. She knew the rain in the sky, and the birds that flew above the clouds, and even the bears that nestled in their dark dens. She would spend every night there, giving them dreams, learning their ways when she was alone with only them, away from her mother, her father, and the suffocating walls of her home.

xxxDuring the days she would turn to the town, and introduce herself to the people there, eager to make new friends who understood the tongue she spoke. At first they welcomed her with open arms, but then, as they began to realize what her gift was, and that she was not like them, and naturally, when people found something different to them, they began to fear it, and so they feared her. That fear then turned to a frenzy, a same panic that stretched to many, and her mother's fear had come true. They had found she was different, and they wanted her gone, no matter what it would take to do so.

xxxThey could no longer stay in the manor they called home, and her mother quickly told Aisling they had to go, and Aisling refused. She told her mother that she didn't want the change, that she did not want to leave everything she had and start over. She didn't want to change towns, to change her life, to change her home, to change her friends and her forest and the earth that she walked. She wanted it to stay exactly as it always had, and her refusal and her mother's panic turned their match of shouts explosive, and Aisling ran into the woods, in the middle of a rainstorm that had quickly come upon their town. She didn't look back, she just ran into the darkness as the icy rain drops tore into her fur, and along the way a branch ripped the necklace from her neck, but when she turned to find it, it had gone. The necklace was a gift from her mother, from a time before her life was sheltered by the kalon's fear, and she treasured it like nothing else. She loved her mother, truly, but she loved that time of her more. Aisling got lost in the woods searching, blinded by the pouring rain, and when she finally returned the next morning, she discovered her home had been struck by lighting, and the old wood of it's walls caught fire, and her parents were gone.

xxxShe had lost her necklace, her parents, and her home, because she refused to embark on a change. Never again would she refuse it.

[MelMellyMel]

Marky doodle! Not sure if I’ll enter myself, but I definitely want to see other people’s forms when they’re complete!

[Evelysia]

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username; 02_sc | name; alaric | gender; male
prompt ; what does change mean to him? | ⇝ word count ; 582 ⇜ |
to alaric, change means another chance. another chance to make things different. to change your past, your future, and your present. change is inspiring and it allows endless possibilities. endless chances to reach your dreams. if you've done something you aren't proud of, change it. make it right; allow yourself the forgiveness you deserve. change means that no matter what you do or what you've done, you always have a chance to make things right for yourself. you don't have to live with regrets or sadness in your heart. change allows you a second chance; one that many people want. and there's always time. to alaric, time is endless. change brings new seasons, new adventures, new possibilities. it's like a book developing through it's chapters. on one page you might see pain and misery; but flip that page and there is light and happiness. change represents hope for a better life if you're unhappy with the one you're living now. alaric believes in never wasting time; even if it is endless. time is a beautiful essence that brings change and every living thing can rejoice in it. without time; there would be no change. wasting time means wasting possibilities to make things different. fall is alaric's favorite season because to him, it represents the gap between wanting to change and finally beginning to. it's the beautiful and ecstatic limelight of all the things you were before and all the things you want to be. trees in the fall represent the limelight. their leaves begin to lose color and fade; wilt. but just before they fall off in hopes of changing, they sway in the breeze of a sunset lit landscape, their dreams of change closing in. and when they finally fall, their fragile pieces touching the ground; they begin to change. the tree becomes bare, but eventually changes into a beautiful and blossoming being. autumn represents that time where the leaves way in the sunlight, their dark colors alighted by the falling sun. the great limelight of the hope of change and everything it brings with it. alaric's hope for change is that one day he will meet someone beautiful and lovely. someone who will change his world and throw him off his beaten path. someone who will be his falling leaf in an autumn sunset. someone who will love him unconditionally and give him the happiness he's always chased after. someone that will make his world become that blossoming tree full of passion and amazing zest for life. he imagines her as a beautiful fire that will sweep through his world and burn everything he's ever known to the ground so that he may change and rebuild everything he has to something even more amazing than before. and in the ashes he will stand, a mess for her and only her. everything he'll do will be for her, and her eyes will remind her of the sunset that threatens to devastate his entire world. she will be his change. she will make him do amazing things and push him to the ends of the earth for the things he wants. but at the end of the day, in the ashes of all that remain, she will be his guiding light through his pathway of endless dreams for change. she will lead him to the beautiful desires he holds within his heart; and their amazing and beautiful love will last an eternity; sweeping through everything that stands in their path for change.

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extra; some of alaric's favorite quotes about autumn | ⇝ word count ; 122 ⇜ |
“how beautifully leaves grow old. how full of light and color are their last days.” - john burrows
“there is something incredibly nostalgic and significant about the annual cascade of autumn leaves.” - joe. l. wheeler
“a fallen leaf is nothing more than a summer’s wave goodbye.” - unknown
“autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.” – jim bishop
“life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” – f. scott fitzgerald
“love the trees until their leaves fall off, then encourage them to try again next year.” – chad sugg
“it was a beautiful, bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in it.”– diana gabaldon

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[neon.]

extending this contest till monday the 26th at 11:59 pm EST !

[neon.]

this is now closed!