And now, a sneak-peak at my upcoming story!

My home used to be a star.

Once upon a time, it was a vibrant, yellow star; a fleck of gold against the void. Four planets, 
each the size of my long-dead homeworld, were nestled around its habitable zone. Not too 
close, not too far, but just right. One world had been covered by a world-spanning coral reef, 
inhabited by a race of intelligent ocean-dwelling mammals who sculpted underwater cities from 
the flesh of their world-reef. Another world was home to a species of intelligent creatures 
resembling a cross between birds and jellyfish. Every night, they flitted across the skies of their 
homeworlds, lighting up the night sky with flashes of electric blue, pink, and lime from their 
bioluminescent bodies. The other two were still developing; intelligence had yet to arise on 
those virgin globes, but I’d had plans for some of the local fauna. 

That was approximately 10⁸⁰ years ago. That fleck of gold is now a shriveled-up ball of nuclear 
ash, denser than lead and as cold as the void. Those beautiful worlds were swallowed up by their parent star long ago. The only living thing in this system, or the entire universe for that 
matter, is me. 

Me, and the Child gestating inside me.

Comments

[Georg]

Hm. Needs work. You want that rolling cadence of growing power, a stellar immensity that draws in the reader. Cosmic scale, if you want to look at it that way like Lost Cities or The Gathering tackled the subject. And of course Ghost's response.

It would be fascinating to see how each of the writers in the fandom would write that into in their own style, particularly GhostOfHeraclitus.