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And now, ladies and gentlemen, the winner:
(*Nessarie) with her entry HOPELESS
HOPELESSA cold, dank shiver crept up her spine and a sour lump lodged in her throat as she gazed out from her high story window, watching as the Grim swarmed closer and closer with each breath she took.
How in Heaven's name were they to survive this? Even as guardians, their chances were slim to none.
Eri hadn't planned it this way. If she were being honest with herself, she hadn't planned it at all.
No one had planned for the borders to fail. To think, that one one weak spot could cause such a tremendous disaster.
But even then, if someone would have told her that things would come to this, her answer would have been straightforward; the Girm were bad, the Guardians were good, the Grim had to be destroyed.
Everything had been so black and white, so easy to decipher.
Had been being the key words.
Now, everything was thrown into shades of gray, and nothing was easy to decipher.
Eri felt a presence step up behind her, but she didn't startle, knowing instinctually who
It was depressing and I almost cried, but it was very well written and it was a complete piece, a nice little slice in time. I think it's probably the most romantic these characters will ever be LOL because I don't think I have it in me to write Akiran being mushy. X3 So I enjoyed reading something that I secretly would enjoy to see more often.
Because of the lack of participation (except you ~poolwater thanks for being so steadfast and loyal! And you too ~Silverspark14 because even though you didn't enter this time I know you had entered a couple of times and we thank you for it!) Nessa is graciously giving up her hosting privileges to someone who has yet to participate, in hopes of breaking this cycle we seem to have created what with the lack of entries as of late. Wish us luck!
(~poolwater) with her entry Erinestte
Erinestte"Erinestte, dear, come here please." Mother called to me, coaxing me out the door. Today was a day for gentle prodding, careful planning, and hope. It was my tenth birthday, and as tradition demanded, we were going to the shrine. I had been told about this day for years, how special it was, how it was a miracle to be chosen. I didn't really understand what it meant, but it was important, so they cleaned me, dressed me up in a huge dress and put frilly bows in my hair. The dress they put me in itched. All I wanted was to get the stupid tradition over with, because I hated that dress. On the way there I twitched and fidgeted and was told repeatedly to stop moving. When we finally reached the shrine, I was in tears and not very happy.
"Eri, come here." My mother squatted down to talk to me. "This part you must do alone. Go in there, and look around. If you feel pulled in any direction, go that way. Whatever you mind tells you to do, you must listen. Do you understand?"
I enjoyed reading a scene I had not envisioned writing, and therefore didn't have an idea how it happened; it was a nice surprise. She also make Eri much stronger than she is, and I think this kind of reminded me of who Eri is TRYING to be, and it will be a great reference for me as to the person Erinestte hopes to become and is moving towards throughout the story.
THANKS SO MUCH TO EVERYONE WHO ENTERED, I LOVE YOU ALL!!!
Be sure to check on #1-Hr-WRITING-Contest for details on the next round of the contest!!!