Welcome, one and all, to the second day of Spring Fanon Con! I'm your host, CaT, bringing you the results for the Creative Writing Contest! This season's theme was "Tomorrow". Let's see how our contestants did!
Second Place[]
| Aaron's Entry |
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| There comes a point when you have to consider why you fight. Who for? For yourself? For those around you? For those back home?
This war has been going on for two thousand of my people's years already. Countless generations have been lost to this conflict. For most of my race this point should have come already. We should have evaluated our position and decided to fight the war from a defensive stand point long ago. But we didn't. For me, that point came when I saw a star die. A titanic god, the size of a planet, dove into the heart of the Teslavorr star and pulled it apart. I don't know if the creature died in the explosion or went back to wherever it came from. But I do know that the explosion eradicated the occupying Sotoragg forces and left only our capital ship standing. Barely. I don't want to think about the Conductoids. What happened to their world, to their people. All that matters to me is what happens to my people, what will happen to my people. I don't know what this creature was or where it came from. I don't know how many of them there are. But I do know that if one were to arrive over my planet we could not fight it. If the Conductoids couldn't destroy the monster made of energy, what hope have we? When you consider why you fight, you must also consider who you fight. That answer would be impossible to give. We fought the Sotoraggians, but they were only one force we were holding off. The Conductoids were fighting us too, among the other races hoping to take the system. One thing for certain is that on every side, in every corner of this galaxy, there are people who want it to end. By means of peace or total obliteration. The means to this end echo across the battlefields. The Techadon Degradations march against the species they're made from, tearing cities to rubble in mere days. Any faction that strays too close to the Hazen system seems to vanish, who knows what weapons hide in the shadows of the Ornithis territories? Only legends and hearsay tell of the Shianusapien Marines. Who knows which of these threats may step on Incursean soil by the time this ship returns home? Will we return home? Or does my emperor command us to die fighting in this graveyard we once called Teslavorr? Will I live to see the end of this war? Will I live to see the day a child is born with a future beyond this conflict? Will I live to see a child whose future grandchildren won't be raised in a bomb shelter? Will I live when my superiors discover that I have chosen not to fight anymore? Will I live to see tomorrow? |
I had a hard time deciding which entry to put in first place since they're about the same quality, so in the end, it just came down to who followed the theme better. This was mostly reminiscing with some lip service about the idea of tomorrow near the end. Not a bad entry by any means, just not as adherent to the theme as it could be.
First Place[]
| Brandon's Entry |
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| I often find myself, wondering about the future.
About the days to come and the years to follow. I wonder what will become of me. What my legacy will become. About the children I'll raise and the things I'll do. About the places I'll visit and the people I'll meet. Yes, I wonder. I wonder about those times. And then I wonder about today. A day like every other. Sometimes, it feels like a pattern. A repeating pattern between waking up, eating food, going to work and hanging out. Then a cycle or a loop for the day to come. But despite that feeling, I still find myself wondering. I still find myself living in fear and anxiety of the day after today. If everything is the same then, why does it feel like a mystery to me? I suppose, when one is looking back, the past is already written. The present is current and is what you make of it. But tomorrow. Tomorrow is unknown to me. Tomorrow is unknown to all of us. We can predict it, plan it, wait for it to arrive- But what if it's all for nothing? To find yourself in the next day and nothing is how it was supposed to be. It's the fear that keeps me up at night. But it's also the hope that makes me restless. The hope of seeing a tomorrow where everything has changed but for the better. Imagine a tomorrow where you can touch the skies every hour of the day. Imagine a tomorrow where you can visit any place in the universe within the blink of an eye. Imagine a tomorrow where you can be anyone you want to be. The future may be considered a few years or even a hundred years away. But in reality, It's only the day after this day. I want to make a better tomorrow. Not just for myself but for the world and everyone in it. But it won't be easy. I never planned on it. In fact, I don't think I even wanted it to begin with. But these thoughts, these feelings, they all lead to what the next day will bring. So why not just start... today? |
Some of the writing here feels awkward, but so did some of the other entry so eh. This was more adherent to the theme so it wins.
which is good because if Aaron won he'd be judging his own entry in the overall writing category and we try to not do that here
Closing[]
Congratulations to Brandon for winning, and thanks to everyone for participating! That's it for the second day of Fanon Con, folks! Make sure to tune in tomorrow for when we announce the Overall Writing results! Have a great day, and I hope you enjoy the rest of Fanon Con!