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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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The time has come for the truth to be told, for the old and young must know, since ages past and for those to come, those who've served must be honored and those who will serve will know the sacrifices of those who came before them. This tale that I've known and kept secret till now is the only truthful account of the events that have transpired to achieve this time of peace, for the higher ups in government have expunged this knowledge from history. I warn you reader that this will be a lengthy story for it must be so, that it may contain all that I know. I hope to start as close to the beginning as I can remember. Forgive me but it truly is a curse to grow old. You lose much of that which you once worked so hard to gain. Allow me to take you back many, many years ago to an age of war, to a threatened city; the last human civilization on earth. The Outer Circle of the city is the poorest sector not that it in and of itself is poor but those who reside there are poor. This is where the tale begins and it is here where the destinies of many are bound. ..
