Glizdka
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Hello, this is my second stab at writing this short passage. I've decided to tune down my scientificity to minimum, and focus on story-telling.
Could you help me find any mistakes I might have made, or give me some advice on how to improve my writing in general?
Stars can live two very different lives. Some live to a ripe old age, slowly burning like an ember over trillions of years. However, their longevity is paid for with irrelevance; you've never seen any. Others live the flashy life of a rock star until they eventually overdose on nuclear fusion and die at a young age. Virtually every star you've seen in the night sky is one of them.
Our own sun is the former, one of many stars that will live a peaceful life, undisrupted, unnoticed, quietly hosting the only form of life we know of in the universe, for now. Sun's life will have a volatile twist when its midlife crisis kicks in, when it will kill everything in the solar system.
The ultimate apocalypse will begin when the Sun has accumulated enough helium in its core to start fusing it, in some 5 billion years. Currently, it fuses hydrogen into helium, a process that can’t progress any further yet. When it happens, the Sun’s energy output will skyrocket, bloating out its outer shell enough to engulf Earth’s orbit.
Nonetheless, Earth will have been rendered uninhabitable long before it happens. The Sun’s energy output increases the longer it lives. At some point, the temperature on Earth will reach the boiling point of water, which will evaporate Earth’s oceans, and obscure the sky with eternal darkness of dense clouds. We’d better find a new sun.
Could you help me find any mistakes I might have made, or give me some advice on how to improve my writing in general?
Stars can live two very different lives. Some live to a ripe old age, slowly burning like an ember over trillions of years. However, their longevity is paid for with irrelevance; you've never seen any. Others live the flashy life of a rock star until they eventually overdose on nuclear fusion and die at a young age. Virtually every star you've seen in the night sky is one of them.
Our own sun is the former, one of many stars that will live a peaceful life, undisrupted, unnoticed, quietly hosting the only form of life we know of in the universe, for now. Sun's life will have a volatile twist when its midlife crisis kicks in, when it will kill everything in the solar system.
The ultimate apocalypse will begin when the Sun has accumulated enough helium in its core to start fusing it, in some 5 billion years. Currently, it fuses hydrogen into helium, a process that can’t progress any further yet. When it happens, the Sun’s energy output will skyrocket, bloating out its outer shell enough to engulf Earth’s orbit.
Nonetheless, Earth will have been rendered uninhabitable long before it happens. The Sun’s energy output increases the longer it lives. At some point, the temperature on Earth will reach the boiling point of water, which will evaporate Earth’s oceans, and obscure the sky with eternal darkness of dense clouds. We’d better find a new sun.
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