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originally posted in:The Black Garden
Edited by Aleroth Aloki: 7/15/2013 2:13:33 PM
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Spread your wings. (Fan Fiction Contest)

Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come for us writers to take center stage for a time. The Black Garden as well as our friends over in Arts and Stuff are going to host a contest that is solely devoted to writers. The rules are simple. For any who wish to enter, you are tasked with writing a short little anecdote that is to have a maximum of 300 words. The location for this piece of work is to be located in the picture provided above. The deadline for entering is this Sunday(14th) at midnight. For any who wish to enter, please submit your stories by placing them in the comments. Judging will be done in two phases. The first phase will consist of a Panel of both groups reading over each story and deciding which seven are the best of the best. Once the first stage is complete, we shall hand it over to you, the audience, to decide who is ranked number one as lore master. The Winner of this contest shall receive a print of the Buried City signed by the Destiny writing team. Good luck and Be Brave.

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  • Take 2 [b]The Suns ray's scorching my already burnt face. With my back on the floor, I try tentatively to lift my self up of the floor. My head is banging but I've got the sudden urge to run to safety. I see a station, so thats the way I head. It's a good job I do because as soon as I reach the station, a gang of Fallen come racing round. They come to a stop, they seem to be looking for something or someone. (86) That's when I remember, the intel. I rummage around, trying to find it in my clothes, but it isn't there. That's when I spot the package lying where my body was once were. The fallen are still looking around, they're probably about 25 meters away. I try to make a plan to sneak around without them seeing, but it's futile. But try I must, at least I've got my weapon. I've started by crouching and firstly opening the door and head down the steps and hide behind a rock. Luckly they didn't see me. Now I've got a better vantage point, I can see my vehicle, it looks in order. As I was about to make my next step towards the intel, another batch of fallen arrive, but these were from a different house. That's where things escalated, it was now me vs Fallen vs Fallen. How luck can change. So the new plan, bolt it to the intel and ride off Into the sunset. Thats what I thought......[/b]

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