Submitted for the Writing School Challenge featured in the Wizarding World News - Season 4 Issue 6, over at The International Wizarding School Championship forum.
School: Durmstrang
Year: Exchange Student 2.
This week's conditions: Please add an A/N at the end of your story with copies of the sentences you wish to be marked on for the Grammar and Punctuation Section.
This week's challenge
Prompts: [Action] Stargazing
Wordcount: 250
It was twilight. The dimming rays of sunlight gleamed off the fallen pine needles of the small wood.
Luna glanced upward as an eagle silently soared above them with the night sky simmering into view at its wake. Two stars glinted into view: the Evening Star and Sirius.
But, the three she desired to see the most weren't visible yet.
Luna hugged her doll closer as the bitter north winds carried the stars across the sky. She should be cold but her mother's charm kept them warm amidst the strong gales whipping the swaying pine boughs into submission.
Pandora flicked the throw she held into a monstrous blanket that fluttered on the ebbing gust before floating down to embrace the traveling wizard family into its soft, cozy warmth.
Her mother's cry alerted them to the ethereal electrical sphere bobbing and crackling around this tree and that one: ball lightning.
Luna stared at the supposedly mythical ball. It was hypnotic how it would slow or accelerate to keep in tandem with them. For the next minute, they played this bizarre game of tag, before as suddenly as it had appeared, the ball shot itself eastward, away from the small family nestled into the swaying carriage.
Luna looked up again as her parents chatted about what had just happened. There it was, the Three Wise Men. As long as she could find those three stars she knew her family would be safe. Her Da had promised her as much two years ago.
Fini
Author's Note:
Pandora flicked the throw she held into a monstrous blanket that fluttered on the ebbing gust before floating down to embrace the traveling wizard family into its soft, cozy warmth.
For the next minute, they played this bizarre game of tag, before as suddenly as it had appeared, the ball shot itself eastward, away from the small family nestled into the swaying carriage.