Well, that's pretty much what this is. This is a fantasy contest. You need to write a fiction story with some sort of unreal element to it. In other words, write anything that isn't nonfiction or realistic fiction. Prizes will be decided on and awarded when the contest is closed. I'll close the contest when I get 20 entries (depending on how it goes; I may settle with 15). You can enter up to two pieces, and you can enter poetry, as long as there is a clear element of fantasy in it.
I''ll submit Cupid and Saving Humanity please. :) Best of luck to you getting lots of enteries!!!
Okay! Thanks for entering! :)
i don't know if there is enough fantasy in these but if so i'd like submit
A Little Darkness in Everything
Sweet! Thanks for entering!
Please enter peoples!
I'd say my poem 'The Valley of the Dolls' has fantasy in it. So, if there's enough, I'd like to submit that one. (:
Sure thing! Thanks for you entry :D
Any more entries??????? Sci-fi goes too!
eh, here's the start of story I'm writing.
Pollux (for lack of a better title)
The walls shake with touchdown. A screeching sound fills the packed room of suited astronauts. There is a deep feeling of tension in this spacecraft, most of us are weary and travel worn, but today is what makes this three-year journey worth undertaking. I blink and step back as the pneumatic door opens with a hiss. I barely hear the communications officer in my earpiece.
“Houston, Pollux has landed”
I know it will be at least 36 hours before Houston actually hears that message. Although on a planetary scale, planet G-56 is our next-door neighbor, there is a long communications barrier, one that could be most inconvenient in case of emergency. A nudge on the shoulder takes me out of my thoughts. Slowly, I begin descending the gangway. The first thing I notice is the gravity. I feel like I’m wearing a weight belt, but It’s nothing I can’t get used to. The twin suns shine like glaring orbs in the greenish sky. They seem much bigger than the familiar sun of earth.
I take the first step off the gangway. There is some kind of vegetation covering the ground. It is a strange, moss-like substance that squelches under my boot. I realize I am a mere fifty feet from a precipice. We have landed on some kind of alien plateau, an extraterrestrial mesa. Coming from Arizona, This world is strangely familiar. It is as if a rainforest took over Monument Valley- purple trees and bushes cover imposing spires and arches. The vista never seems to end.
The captain clears us to take off our masks. Careful atmosphere evaluations have been conducted, and although the air contains slightly more oxygen than earth, our on-board science detail has deemed it breathable. As I take my first breath of the tangy, alien world’s air, something catches my eye. Behind a particularly long mesa, I glimpse a trail of light, barely perceivable, smoke.
I can tell the others see it too. Lieutenant Russak, our landing party’s designated radio operator, is shouting into her wrist transmitter.
“Pollux bridge, Pollux bridge, this is landing party alpha, smoke at your eight o’clock. Over.”
Only seconds later, I hear a response buzzing in my earpiece.
“Roger, LP alpha. Seeking additional info from Castor. Over.”
I had almost forgotten about Castor. Our twin ship, somewhere above G-56’s atmosphere is still out there. It gives me some reassurance, but not much, that castor can probably see this too, and given their bird’s eye view, probably know more about it than we do.
I walk a few yards to get a better look at the smoke. It is pale, puffy white, almost like a cloud. But it’s definitely not a cloud. The fluffy series of smoke billows drift from a specific spot, rising steadily and then dissolving away into the minty colored horizon.
Only one thing is running through my mind. Where there’s smoke, there’s fire. And where there’s fire… The possibilities swarm my brain. I want to believe it’s a forest fire, or maybe a bizarre kind of geyser, but I begin to notice this smoke is not just smoke.
It’s smoke signals.
The realization floods my brain. I keep watching the smoke in its neat little balls. I am stunned, numb, and motionless as comprehension dawns.
annnnd I'll also enter The Last, on my page :)
Yay! Thanks for entering!
Do fable-like story-poems count?
The Amber'd Gown Throughout the year, in seasonal accord, tuned in Spring and danced to Autumn's Fife, blooms the oddity of Nature's Dress: Swaddling Clothes as something springs to life. Green and incomplete sprouts the Flower winking on a waking Apple Tree, blushing white and pink at being naked, dressing after Winter, after sleep. No longer does the the stir of wind gone past her whistle with the moan of tired trees. Sighs of cold, bare bark have turned to Laughter, to giggling, rustling sounds of shifting Leaves. Day by Summer's day she slowly grows, cramped and crowded limbs unfold in tune to the new enchanting Life she sings, grateful to be free of Winter's womb. Strengthening and stretching day by day. Night forgotten; basking in the rays of the Summer Sun that loves to peek, with a smile, on his daughter's play. And morn by morn she rises to the Hymns of the Sun and soil; Nature's Flute sewing for its girl a pretty Frock with Ornaments of ruddy, rounding Fruits. Growing still, and reaching for the heavens, yet straining for the distant Melody that drifts along the breeze to herald Autumn, she sings to Sun, "Father, dance with me!" But Fall sweeps in to dance with Summer's Daughter he croons to her, and in his Wind they sway. The proud, but sad Sun glances on the Dancers drifting off to join the shorter days. She wears the Gilded Robes, his Suit the Darkness; the Apple'd Youth gives way to Amber'd Gown. As Sun and Nature give away their daughter to wed, the days are slowly winding down. The year is near complete, its almost Winter, and Golden Leaves will fall to waning days. The Sun says goodnight to his Apple Blossom as Autumn gently takes his girl away.
Hi! I'm kind of new to the site and I've never entered a contest before so I was just wondering if we just tell you the name of the piece we would like to submit? If that's the case, then I would like to submit my piece 'Love has no Boundaries.' Thanks!
You can tell me the name of the piece if it's already published on the site, so that I can just go to your profile and click on it to read it. If it isn't on the site, then you just have to copy and paste it into a reply here. Welcome to teenink! :)
Thank you and it's already been published on the site.
If this contest is still open for entrees, I would love to enter "Dragons in the Cottonwood Tree" and "Remember the Crossroads: Ziv Tawdy's Story". The later is actually a book I am writing, but I am only on chapter 6. If you don't want to read the 6 chapters, then you can read the final chapter which is called "Do You Remember Me?" and is posted seperately as a article. Thank you!
I'd like submit Enchant, please :)
Definitely open to new entrees :) Thanks