★☆Star's Writing Challenges★☆

[Rebel Faery]

✎Hey guys! I came up with a little idea, if you guys want to enter it.
It's called 'Star's Writing Challenge' (SWC) or 'Rebel's Writing Challenge' (RWC).
If you join, you are added to the 'Challengers' list at the bottom of this post. Every couple of weeks or so, I will set a challenge. It could be something simple like 'Create a setting for a mystery book' or something harder like 'Create a setting for a fantasy novel. Describe everything in it. Describe what it is like in all weathers and times of the day' (which will obviously take longer).
Each entry must have at least two five-scentence paragraphs. You can go over, or make the paragraph size shorter, but at least two paragraphs, please.
I will then chose my favourite entry and the author will be the winner. Their name will be added to the 'Champions' list. After ten Challenges I will hold a 'Rivalry' where there are three set challenges. There can only be one winner, and this winner will be added to the 'Victors' list. They will then be given a pet as a prize, and will set the next challenge. A Victor can set a challenge at any time, as long as they PM it to me first.

✎Remember, the entries must be your own work.
It must be at least two paragraphs long.
It must be at least ten sentences long.
It must use proper spelling and grammar.
And if you do not enter in five challenges, I will PM you about it
If you do not enter in ten challenges, I will remove you from the lists (unless you are a Victor)
Rivalries are only open to Champions
Don't ask to or set your own challenges
Don't steal anybody's work
Don't ask to be moved onto a different list
And have fun!

✎Now onto the current challenge:
Snow. For a couple of weeks in January, England has been coated in snow. What is snow to you? Does it mean pretty, shining powder coating the countryside and creating a spectacular sight? Does it mean fun and games, days off school and snowball fights? Does it mean curling up inside with a mug of hot chocolate and a good story? Or maybe it means trudging to work/school in the cold, and freezing whilst you're at it? Whatever snow means to you, try putting your thoughts into your entry this challenge!

✎Previous challenges will be listed here. So far, there are none.

✎Challengers' List
ƧιℓʌɛяҒяσƨт
OrangeNeon
tide.
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✎Champions' List
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✎Victors' List
Where the Victors are listed.

✎To join the Challengers, fill out the form below:

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✎So, that's pretty much it. Please join; I've learnt that writing lots of little things greatly improves your writing.
-.:Stardust:.

[indebted]

Username: Silverfrost
Nickname(s): Silver, please!
Entry to Current Challenge: Working on it.
Other:

[OrangeNeon]

Are we allowed to post our entries on this thread? Here's my form.

Username: OrangeNeon
Nickname(s): Orange or Neon.
Entry to Current Challenge: I plan on posting it on here, as I have nowhere else to put it.
Other:

I'll post my entry if it's OK to post them here, and when I'm done.

[Rebel Faery]

Are we allowed to post our entries on this thread? Here's my form.

Username: OrangeNeon
Nickname(s): Orange or Neon.
Entry to Current Challenge: I plan on posting it on here, as I have nowhere else to put it.
Other:

I'll post my entry if it's OK to post them here, and when I'm done.

You're accepted. And yep, post on this thread, but make it clear it's your entry

[tide.]

Username: tide.

Nickname(s): tide

Entry to Current Challenge:

Everything is silent. It has been and always will be. The infinite void of space, which cascades through time and contains each and every one of us, has always been silent. It is huge, bright, and silent. Uninhabitable in most cases. Every sound has been suppressed, kept to its home and banned from the stars. Each star has a home, a place to call its own. Each lives in a solar system within a star system inside a galaxy, among the hundreds of billions of others and yet we all know each other’s names. It’s all one big brilliant mistake, and it’s so disorganized that it has become simple to understand. From the moment we’re born, the enormity and the scale of the universe have been known to us. We shine in the night because we must, because that is what we are born to do; to light the night and burn away fear. And we like it. For millennia, we live our puny lives in this massive, fantastic place, shining for those on earth. Yes, they have tried to find others. But they are alone. The inhabitants of the blue marble are completely and utterly alone in this silent universe. They’ve sent people out to the atmosphere, into space, and onto their moon. And now they’ve made it to another one of the planets in their solar system. Yes, the “final frontier” as they call it seems to be the one thing which they never grow tired of. There’s always more, they say; and this is true. There’s more out there than even the stars can tell. There are an infinite number of stories untold, songs unsung, and lives to be lived. I think that all of the stars look at earth and favor it above all the other wonders this universe has to offer. It breathes life and curiosity into an otherwise quiet and dead world.

Other: nope.

[ellie!]

I will join, wait a minute.

[abbie-sama]

Username: ;abstract
Nickname(s): Ab, Abstra, or just Abstract
Entry to Current Challenge:

The beauty of a darkened world; it’s comforting. It’s the most comforting thing ever. Mind you, I guess you don’t know how it feels, how it feels to be gently suspended by the dark hands of night. And yet, you may think that it’s black, that it’s drab or sad, but it’s never sad, and it’s never black. It’s another cycle, another time, another part of life. Oh yes, many of you may sleep through it, but the night’s beauty is something to be seen. It’s something to be relished, something to be enjoyed, something to be watched. I should know, and I do. Yes, I do know most of it, because I’m a star. But I don’t see it all, even though I want to. I have a life, right here, watching over you, but I do have dreams.

My dream is to sit beside the moon, not be a part of just any constellation, but be right beside the moon. It’s a beauty, the moon. It gets a short part of the day sometimes, and sometimes it gets a larger part, but the cycle keeps it from staying forever. That saddens me greatly. The beauty of nighttime is something to be enjoyed, and yet you don’t understand. You don’t understand our sadness when we see you sleep through our time. We just have to get used to it, the other stars nearby tell me. And then you awaken when that sun, that monstrous ball of flames roars into the sky and brightens it. Doesn’t it hurt your eyes? And you can’t even look at it. You can’t see it. You can’t study it, at least not easily. Not like you can the moon and the stars. And don’t you love the coolness that comes eventually? Even when it’s hot, it’s always cooler at night, because that accursed sun shines down unto your weak skins and warms you. You talk about it, you growl at how hot it is, how it gets into your eyes… I do hear you, but yet… alas… you still go about. You do everything in the day, and you rest at night. I will never understand you people.

The sun outshines us. It kills off our beauty.

Do I have another dream? My other dream is to be the brightest star in the galaxy. But I’m not. I’m one of the smallest, one of the most insignificant, one of the youngest. The senior stars around be are bright, monstrous, beautiful balls of wonder. And I guess maybe, just maybe, I can live with that. I can live with that because I’m in the night. I’m part of space. I’m part of darkness. But let me assure you, it’s the warmest, kindest, greatest darkness you could ever want to be a part of. And I know that I talk about your world, that I say many things, that I think that you are dumb for not looking at our glow, at our twinkle, and at the moon. And, I guess I can understand, but only just. You need to see what you’re doing, but why not use a fire?

Ah, it is time for me to leave. The time of night is leaving, and the time of fire in the sky is approaching. You will see us no longer when everything is bright. My story is done for now. I whisper it against the wind every night, but no one seems to hear. But remember, when you can’t see us, we don’t sleep. We watch, we observe, we look to the moon and wait for its time to begin again. We wait for our time of sparkle, our time of beauty, our time of wonder.

We are always watching you.

If you are one of the few that enjoy the dark depths of night, that longs to be among the glittering stars, then I will smile down on you from my secured spot in your life. Don’t take advantage of the night, the stars, the moon. One day, when your planet has long died, we’ll still be everywhere, and we’ll whisper our story there. Different versions of the same story, that is what our words are.

I am fading; the light is coming. But remember:

We are the sparkling things in the sky, blinking down on you. We sing to you, we whisper our stories, we lull you to sleep at times. We are the princes and princesses of our nighttime king, the Moon. We are the stars. And we always say this, even when we are bitter at your antics. We always say…

Good night; enjoy your light.

Other: I don't get on a whole lot, and I'm hoping that I won't be too late to enter... I think I'll make it, but if I don't, congrats to whoever wins!

[Rebel Faery]

Username: ;abstract
Nickname(s): Ab, Abstra, or just Abstract
Entry to Current Challenge: Working on it. <3
Other: I don't get on a whole lot, and I'm hoping that I won't be too late to enter... I think I'll make it, but if I don't, congrats to whoever wins!

Accepted!

Username: tide.

Nickname(s): tide

Entry to Current Challenge: I'll be posting it as soon as I finish.

Other: nope.

Thanks for joining!

[abbie-sama]

(Done. :3)

[Rebel Faery]

Username: Silverfrost
Nickname(s): Silver, please!
Entry to Current Challenge: Working on it.
Other:

Sorry, I missed you! Thanks for joining.

And I'll read your entry in a moment, abstract
edit:: wow, just... wow. That speech is so wonderfully moving and descriptive, I love it.