I know this guild is trying to revive, but I just want to thank all participants for entering. It is really appreciated, and it won't go unnoticed. Now on to the winners.
Winner of the Photography Contest goes to...
Congratulations, ezra. Your winnings? 55,000 gold.
Winner of the Artist Contest goes to...
Congratulations, Mortelle Sourire. This was amazing. Your winnings? 50,000 gold.
There were not many entries in this section of the contest, but the people that DID enter had really good entries. So how about I do honorable mentions?
Congrats turtle souffle and LunaBiohazard. Although you didn't win, I really thought your drawings were exemplary. For that, you win 30,000 gold!!
Winner of the Writers Contest goes to...
The Confusion Of Existing.
One. Two. Three.
I remember the days we spent together, underneath the shade in that warm summer's day.
The leaves that bud in this weather, oh how I wish they would last forever.
Sun rays cast down on me, brushing against me, the colors tickling my fancy.
Four. Five. Six.
The days have become quite boring.
Every day is the same old story.
Where were you, were you ignoring the changes that were occurring?
Have I, in my dulled greens and ruggish browns, become another chapter in your forgotten story?
Or should I hurry?
To the place where your sun shone the brightest?
Where sitting in the sun light, wouldn't be so boring.
Not in the slightest.
Seven. Eight. Nine.
The leaves are falling, the colors around me.
I watch as they color the world in my rich reds and vibrant yellows.
No doubt, it was a feat to have been seen by any fellow. I thought about giving a small fee.
Of course, to be collected by me.
The small tree.
Then maybe, you would turn again to see, how magnificent I could be.
Ten. Eleven. Twelve.
The leaves are now dead. The winter cold brings me dread.
How could I see you if you are gone?
Stuck in what humans call a bed?
I can not wait until the sun awakes once more, a great warrior whom I adore.
I person who can hold sun rays for swords.
Though now I must rest for the season ahead.
I can say I can't wait to see your striking red.
Spring really is, the best reward for my head.
Congratulations, Your Favorite Marionette! Your poem was amazing. It was lovely. You might have given yourself a D, but I gave it an A! Your winnings? 50,000 gold.
There was also one more poem, I really enjoyed, so how about I give an honorable mention? This goes to...
Trees
Sometimes real,
Sometimes fake,
Some are strong
Some almost break.
They vary so much,
Yet they are the same
If you think about it,
They aren’t that lame.
They start as nothing,
Only a seed.
They are barely a fraction,
Of what they will be.
They grow and move
every living day.
Soon they’ll be huge,
And green in May.
They have plenty
of nice bushy leaves.
Until they are orange and red
Then the trees will grieve.
Some never die
They are used to look pretty.
Some are hiding places
like Christmas trees.
Some are used
to make a cabin
All nice and warm
a chair in the den.
Tree are different
Yet so amazing.
They are great
The joy they bring.
Congrats, Stefan Lee Salvatore. You also gave yourself a D. I thought it was a solid B. It was cute and enjoyable. For that I give 30,000 gold.
Great contests guys. Thank you all for your participation.
ATTENTION WINNERS!!
Send a trade with the contest and amount you won as the subject!!! I'll insert the money, and so on smile
I'll give you a whole week to claim your prize or I'll just give it away to another participant in the contest. So collect your rewards, guys!!
HAPPY HOLIDAYS. AND BE LOOKING FORWARD TO THE GUILD TO BE VERY ACTIVE IN THE NEW YEAR. GOOD STUFF PLANNED.
Winner of the Photography Contest goes to...
Congratulations, ezra. Your winnings? 55,000 gold.
Winner of the Artist Contest goes to...
Congratulations, Mortelle Sourire. This was amazing. Your winnings? 50,000 gold.
There were not many entries in this section of the contest, but the people that DID enter had really good entries. So how about I do honorable mentions?
Congrats turtle souffle and LunaBiohazard. Although you didn't win, I really thought your drawings were exemplary. For that, you win 30,000 gold!!
Winner of the Writers Contest goes to...
The Confusion Of Existing.
One. Two. Three.
I remember the days we spent together, underneath the shade in that warm summer's day.
The leaves that bud in this weather, oh how I wish they would last forever.
Sun rays cast down on me, brushing against me, the colors tickling my fancy.
Four. Five. Six.
The days have become quite boring.
Every day is the same old story.
Where were you, were you ignoring the changes that were occurring?
Have I, in my dulled greens and ruggish browns, become another chapter in your forgotten story?
Or should I hurry?
To the place where your sun shone the brightest?
Where sitting in the sun light, wouldn't be so boring.
Not in the slightest.
Seven. Eight. Nine.
The leaves are falling, the colors around me.
I watch as they color the world in my rich reds and vibrant yellows.
No doubt, it was a feat to have been seen by any fellow. I thought about giving a small fee.
Of course, to be collected by me.
The small tree.
Then maybe, you would turn again to see, how magnificent I could be.
Ten. Eleven. Twelve.
The leaves are now dead. The winter cold brings me dread.
How could I see you if you are gone?
Stuck in what humans call a bed?
I can not wait until the sun awakes once more, a great warrior whom I adore.
I person who can hold sun rays for swords.
Though now I must rest for the season ahead.
I can say I can't wait to see your striking red.
Spring really is, the best reward for my head.
Congratulations, Your Favorite Marionette! Your poem was amazing. It was lovely. You might have given yourself a D, but I gave it an A! Your winnings? 50,000 gold.
There was also one more poem, I really enjoyed, so how about I give an honorable mention? This goes to...
Trees
Sometimes real,
Sometimes fake,
Some are strong
Some almost break.
They vary so much,
Yet they are the same
If you think about it,
They aren’t that lame.
They start as nothing,
Only a seed.
They are barely a fraction,
Of what they will be.
They grow and move
every living day.
Soon they’ll be huge,
And green in May.
They have plenty
of nice bushy leaves.
Until they are orange and red
Then the trees will grieve.
Some never die
They are used to look pretty.
Some are hiding places
like Christmas trees.
Some are used
to make a cabin
All nice and warm
a chair in the den.
Tree are different
Yet so amazing.
They are great
The joy they bring.
Congrats, Stefan Lee Salvatore. You also gave yourself a D. I thought it was a solid B. It was cute and enjoyable. For that I give 30,000 gold.
Great contests guys. Thank you all for your participation.
ATTENTION WINNERS!!
Send a trade with the contest and amount you won as the subject!!! I'll insert the money, and so on smile
I'll give you a whole week to claim your prize or I'll just give it away to another participant in the contest. So collect your rewards, guys!!
HAPPY HOLIDAYS. AND BE LOOKING FORWARD TO THE GUILD TO BE VERY ACTIVE IN THE NEW YEAR. GOOD STUFF PLANNED.
