Molly Cobb rescues fellow astronaut Wubbo Ockels during a solar storm. Now imagine reading that scene in Nathaniel Hawthorne's writing style.
My AP Lang teacher really likes mimicry writing for some reason lol. We probably wrote a mimic for every book we read in AP Lang. IDK when this was actually written; 09/26/2022 is the day I drew a fan art of Pearl for a school assignment.
Original passage in Scarlet Letter:
Slowly as the minister walked, he had almost gone by, before Hester Prynne could gather voice enough to attract his observation. At length, she succeeded.
“Arthur Dimmesdale!” she said, faintly at first; then louder, but hoarsely. “Arthur Dimmesdale!”
“Who speaks?” answered the minister.
Gathering himself quickly up, he stood more erect, like a man taken by surprise in a mood to which he was reluctant to have witnesses. Throwing his eyes anxiously in the direction of the voice, he indistinctly beheld a form under the trees, clad in garments so somber, and so little relieved from the gray twilight into which the clouded sky and the heavy foliage had darkened the noontide, that he knew not whether it were a woman or a shadow. It may be, that his pathway through life was haunted thus, by a specter that had stolen out from among his thoughts.
Mimic based on this scene in For All Mankind, Season 2, Episode 1.
Dreadingly as the astronaut remained unconscious, the solar storm had nearly arrived, before Molly Cobb could make up her mind. At last, she took off her dosimeter badge and raced to the fallen astronaut.
“Wubbo Ockels!” she called, alarmingly at first; then again, but reassuringly. “Wubbo Ockels.”
“Hang in there.” she said.
Devising herself a plan, she acted with determination, like a soldier tasked with a mission to which he was unwilling to have compromised. Wrapping the straps firmly around the astronaut, she strenuously carried him. As she inched towards the lava tube, she ominously observed as the moondust surrounded the two, danced in waves so livid, a scene so removed from the ordinary into which the blinding sunlight and the ghostly clouds of dust had engulfed the landscape, that she wondered if it was a dream or reality. There is no doubt, that the rest of her life will be altered by this incident, by a storm that had burst out straight from her nightmare.