Inception Winning Entry

The night was calm and dark, hanging over Mistica like a heavy heart. Mistica itself was calm, deep in the steady beat of slumber. Stars twinkled overhead with their endless light. The moon known as Europa the Blue smiled down on her planet as Himilia the Red groomed her appearance, smoothing over any blemish she might have gained from a stray asteroid. Her sister, Europa, thought that she was too vain, but Himilia didn't mind. Their third and last sister, Lysithea, didn't need to smooth her face. She was beautiful in her own way, as the light reflected from the sun had an odd way of reflecting on her. When it did, she was a surreal teal color, while her sisters were a dull red and blue. Lysithea was humble, though. She was not concerned with looks.
This night, however, was special. She would be a full moon tonight for the thousandth time in her life-one is only a full moon here once every five years. When a moon is a thousand full-moon-cycles old, she becomes a Celest-a true moon. Right now, she was just a reflective rock. Both of her sisters (they are twins, you know) were already Celest, as they were both 2000 cycles old.
She prepared for the special night and was actually primping herself when a large glowing item was spotted. She gave it no thought, as they saw many stray asteroids and comets during the night.
Pretty soon, it was time. The sun had fallen for Mistica and its light shone on her ethereal body. Lysithea stared proudly down at Mistica as the light took over her body. Himilia and Europa watched on with jealous pride and smiled knowingly at their sister.
The whole of Mistica gazed upon her and she became a Celest.
Then, as her light could be seen around the world, she was struck. Her whole body was rocketed backwards and hurtled toward the ground. Mistica’s powerful atmosphere stopped her abruptly and held her as if it were a cradle. None of the Misticans knew what had happened, but her sisters saw the comet immediately-they didn’t think to warn her, because none of them could move on their own. Lysithea lay in the atmosphere, deep in shock. There she lay, revolving upon the atmosphere to this day; a sad reminder of what once happened to this beautiful moon.