Night sky

One RIKER OXFORD RAY felt the water rush in. Clear blue broke onto the beach, collecting sand over miles down the peninsula. He laughed. There was nothing to do in the night but watch the stars and ocean and laugh. So he stood on the edge of the pier, feeling the break of the water. His hair was dark, and it glistened in the lights. He was of average height, and gauntly featured. Another explosion of water spread before him, like a plain of crystal. He watched the violent swirls of the ocean…

him how to shoot a gun and-shoot. A shot... a shot which broke him, split him, cracked him. Here, waiting, just waiting. As the boy waited, he tried to remember how the city was when he was young. The sky was always light blue in the day, but black and star-filled in the night. The city below the sky always glowed and shimmered unlike the dusty, crumbling buildings that surround him now. His father once said that people used to…

As the sky darkened, the murky clouds rapidly rolled in and it was clear my family and I as well as the other visitors would soon be stranded on the island. The thunder, lightning, and heavy rain was swiftly moving towards shore and the island’s visitors were hastily running for shelter. Among all the frantic people; toddlers were weeping, intoxicated people were swearing, and it seemed as if everyone was murmuring their dissatisfaction in the evacuation process. As the storm slowly passed, the…

By the time Briar Rose made her way back to Sara's fortress, the sky was utterly dark but for the light of the stars and the waning moon. The Sea Kingdom was beautiful, there was no doubt about that, and it was a comfort to see a clear night sky again now that most of the magical residue had begun to fade away. Idly, Rose dragged her fingertips along the smooth stone of the outer walls as she walked, not quite ready to go inside just yet. Even though here she was free to come and go as she…

he could feel with his hands, the comfortable piece of lead pipe. Outside the world was still except for the weeds that swayed with the frosty breeze and the occasional howl of victory from a wolf who got his prey. In the stillness of the frigid night, behind twisted, pale trees, a dark silhouette emerged from the shadows. He passed under jagged crystals while his breaths, for a moment, hung suspended in front of him before they disappeared. The snow melted under the weight of his strides and…

Verlyn Klinkenborg, author of “Our Vanishing Night”, explains exactly why light pollution has spread. "We are diurnal creatures, with eyes adapted to living in the sun's light” (Klinkenborg pg.478). He explains that humans have filled the night with light, so we have an easier time adapting to the darkness. However, with this comes consequences with our actions. Klinkenborg is effective when persuading the audience that light pollution is a problem. Therefore, there need to be actions taken…

honest, a night before this morning, I got some trouble with my boyfriend, and we are at the crisis of breakup. Thus, my mind wasn’t clear. My heart was pumping fast, I regretted what I have done, and I hated myself. I actually did not want to go outside. However, I woke up early sunday morning (around 5am).…

huff of breath, I pinched my nose bridge, trying to fend off the headache that was steadily throbbing through my brain. As I did this, I glanced out of the window, and suddenly realized how dark it was outside. The only light left surviving in the night sky consisted of the luminous, crescent moon and the stars that struggled to shine through the city’s pollution. Sighing,…

darker nights had approached, and the chilly, breezy autumn days had just arrived. My dad and I had planned to bring Sophia, my puppy, to Franklin Park. A wondrous park filled with beautiful green trees, lively green grass, a gigantic golf course, and numerous people walking. Maybe I shouldn 't have watched too much TV about crimes before heading out, however I would have never imaged my intuition leading me astray. It all began…

Prologue The enigmatic sky was as black as tar, rain fell heavily across the pessimistic city from swirling grey clouds. Blue flashes of lightning struck the tops of towering derelict skyscrapers. Hundreds and thousands of buildings jumbled together in a massive multitude of disarray. Deep in the crevices of the city, in a small dark alley stood two figures, watching each other in contemplative silence. The first figure who stood in the entrance of the alleyway was a young man. The young man…