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When he first began to understand it, the very concept of multiple planes fascinated him. His fascination was the fascination of one who has…Hand over dry green hand he crawled towards his destination, tiny rocks and black dirt were now caked over his tunic. He had come…
January 2005
Winner 2 entries
A single hand moved over the decaying wooden fence, savoring the feel of rotted wood. The top of a post was grasped timorously, and it trembled beneath the touch. The fence itself was ancient, falling apart due to neglect and poor conditions. An opening…
Runner-Up 4 entries
When he first began to understand it, the very concept of multiple planes fascinated him. His fascination was the fascination of one who has…Hand over dry green hand he crawled towards his destination, tiny rocks and black dirt were now caked over his tunic. He had come…Merit 5 entries
When I was but a youngster still, a druid newly bound, I saw a siren in the wood whose match I've never found. I…Raising her arms, palms pointed to the sky and looking at a point a few feet above her head, Brienne hummed a deep note,…SILVER CANTICLE: A Lunar Hymn in Twelve Parts Based upon the Twelve Guiding Principles of the Moondancers Guild and their corresponding Moons. I. Estar…"They say every story begins and ends in the Portal of Fate." These were the first words I heard my father speak, ever since…