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Photography contest: Win over 1500 points!Hi, guys! The contest theme will be announced now. Everyone may join!
Theme: Autumnal Leaves
Deadline: October 31, 2013
A leaf or more than one has to be involved in the picture.
Submissions need to go to the favourites-folder "Contest entries "Leaves"" in :#breathtaking-photos:. You need to be a member to submit, so join and submit your entry! http://breathtaking-photos.deviantart.com/favourites/57420437
One submission per person.
You may not change your submission, so think about it!
ONLY PHOTOGRAPHY, manipulations will be disqualified.
The jury will be me, and the winners will be announced some days after the deadline.
Important thing: The picture has to be new, taken in October 2013!
Frozen - Feature
Frosty morning by AndjeySnow the day after by Megson
*** by boczek
*** by boczek ... by Serdar-T
The last day of Autumn by jey6
polar by tjasa XXXII by sandrawiklander
Flowers of Winter by Rontulinen
XXVIII by sandrawiklander weeping. by impatienss
the enchanted forest by bezag
Forest for the Trees by DanielZrno
longdead leafa longdead leaf
burnt brown in the depth of green
cups a handful of fresh water
a leaf left behind
holds something of worth
forgoing death with its dead body
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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