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The entries for Contest 2 are listed at the end of this journal (an identical list can be found [here]). Choose your favorite and leave a LINK to the deviation in a COMMENT on this journal. Comments describing a deviation will not be counted, only links to the chosen work will count
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Entries
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Life of BloodOne man. One chainsaw. One school.
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The Pack - What the humans call halloween...Sonohoka, Paian & Yorokobi
Third Person P.O.V.
Sonohoka was laying on her back, watching the clouds fade over the lilac turning sky. It was a cold night in autumn, the leafs were partially red already and the light of th sun was dimmed, shining halfway through the tops of the trees that rimmed their clearing. The mood of everyone was content, some were sleeping, others were cuddled up to escape the cold. Sonohoka sighed and turned around, sitting up and looking to Paian who was sitting before her.
"What is it Paian?" To a stranger she would have sounded emotionless but Paian knew her better than that.
"Well, today's this festival...the
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Samhain
November Eve -
Summer is turning,
Darkness touches the day,
Puts on her black glove.
Gone the times of abundance.
Cold covers the land,
Nature dies,
Prepares the rebirth in spring.
Let us kindle the fires,
Dance and celebrate.
When the veils between the worlds open,
The dead will walk freely among us in this night
And the gods pay tribute
To fertility for a last time.
Let us draw the circle,
From outside walking inwards,
Rest, abide,
Break bread, empty the cup,
Ask for guidance and cognition,
Visualize the own mortality
And prepare for the new outer existence.
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Her Kingdom Falls.brittle are her bones
hidden under a flawless perfect skin
a privilege to touc,h but no one seems worthy of Her
empty is her soul
confined within walls of Sorrow for Sin
a kingdom so strict yet no knights, no Excalibur
by moonlight she rewinds time to regain the
pride and glory
by dawn she's drained, lost her mind, every thought's gone numb
Nocturnal delights be bloody fight to revive her story
her veil conceals the empty shell she had become
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