Divine Planet (Eternal Night)

Here I introduce to you the origins of a species and their dying planet.

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Humans are creatures of light. The Sun has graced the Earth’s atmosphere for almost 5 billion years. Our primordial life-source has risen over the horizon, every day, ever since.

Earth is a planet blessed by odds and probability. It formed out of nothing but dust and gas. Dust and gas, brought together by the binding force of gravity to create Paradise.

Throughout  the Universe, not all planets are blessed with life-favorable odds. Those that are, have to gamble with an infinite number of possibilities. From which spring forth the most unimaginable places. Not all seem as heavenly as Earth. 

There may not exist any great big blue seas, overwhelming the surface; no rich land sprinkled with a variety of plants, trees, shrubs and roots; no variety of creatures lurking underground, underwater, on the soil and above the clouds. 

Some seem rather lifeless and devoid of light. Some seem like big rocks drifting away in Space.

One planet in particular, has drifted so far, that there are no sunrises and no sunsets. This planet is composed of a rock so dark it swallows up any light that seeps into its atmosphere. 

From space, the small planet could easily be mistaken for a black hole.

Staring atop a mountain, you would feel as though you were standing on a platform merged with empty Space, clustered with stars and galaxies, except below your feet. Pitch black and slimy. 

No light touches the dark composition. No brightness from above. 

There is, however, life on the rock, which drifts through darkness unnoticed. 

The rather shallow oceans hold creatures, which hold resemblance to Earth's bio luminescent organisms. In the middle of the oil-like water, float faltering lights: blue, green and red attracting food or mates.

Above the water surface, reside the most suspicious beings. Dots of cold blue and white light, hover over the ground, occasionally burrowing inside the porous rocks’ surface. Spirits!

Then occasionally a portion of the earth lights up, spirits humming, reaching a crescendo. The night sky is, for a moment, recreated and reflected on the surface of the planet. It is hauntingly beautiful.

They are in essence, true creatures of light. Feeding off pure energy radiated by stars, planets and living, material beings. The quintessence of the immaterial world. A world which is a ghost to the matter of Nature. 

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Author's Note

I think I have covered the editing, but if you see anything that seems out of place I appreciate another set of eyes. Thanks.

Reviews

[MomzillaNC]

What an interesting and fanciful landscape you're created. You took something that sounded like it would be macabre and turned it into something lovely and ethereal.

NOTES: There are some more copy edits needed. Also, as a matter of visual form, the lines are rather long to follow easily. I recommend increasing your font size to 14 or 16 point; the WC format has hard set borders, so increasing the font size will shorten your lines. If you think about books and magazines and newspapers, they all limit the width of their lines -- this is specifically for readability visuals.

[Alma W. Reis]

Thank you. I have stared at this text as a compact "post" format, so I wasn't paying attention at the clustered lines on this platform. Is is an easier read now?

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome. And yes, it is easier on these old eyes. But, please remember, my notes are only ever suggestions -- You are the artist and best know how to present your creation. That said, my commentary is largely based on my experience as a graphic designer in publishing; the visual was at least as important to readability as was the copy.

[Alma W. Reis]

After reading a piece several times, one probably should take in account other people's suggestions. I'm not a very stubborn writer. This project is also very critical for me to build up my writing career so I need to be sensitive to opinions. Thank you.

[MomzillaNC]

You're welcome. You may trust my critiques to be baldly honest, though hopefully never cruel. I always hope and try to make my commentary helpful.

[Alma W. Reis]

Well disciplined comments can do no harm. Praise is always good to hear but it can only get you so far.

[MomzillaNC]

I agree. I hope, if you critique my work, you will also be as baldly honest. Like you, I'm here to grow as a writer.

[Alma W. Reis]

Of course, I will do my best to be insightful and appreciative :)

[MomzillaNC]

Thank you.

[Mad Poet]

Perfect.
Thank you.

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[Alma W. Reis]

thanks, I'm glad you liked it!