Writing Contest Winners!

Today I will be announcing the writing contest winners, all which have written, in some form of writing such as poetry and short story, answering the prompt, "Why do not mythical creatures exist anymore?" I was going to post this earlier today, but ended up going out to IHOP (my family's original plans were to go and watch a movie in the theater. No good movies this week!). The following four entrants have done an outstanding job, and I can't tell you how much I enjoyed reading their entries. Here are the participants and the links to their blogs:

In third place is the lovely Livy. She was the last person to enter into the competition, but I loved the poem that she entered. It's playful, in some sense. :)

What happened to the dragons?
Hiding in the rocks,
Playing in the waves,
Unseen, yet seen,
Invisible, yet visible,
Flying in the dark of night,
Still in nature,
From us,

In second place is my lovely friend and collaborative author, Kate (more commonly known as the Magic Violinist). She really knows how to weave words, even if there are few.


Dragons lived. Closed minds ended it.

And now, for the final entry! Are you guys excited for this? Because I am! Now, this person's entry was absolutely mesmerizing, and I could not help but get this feeling of goosebumps on my arm when I read their entry. Now, this deserves a drum roll and a face dance (you'll see what I mean in a bit)...


The fairies that once flew are now gone like the summer wind.
And the mermaids who would sing their songs for the heart to mend.
And the dragons once magnefecint fire is now gone .
And the griffin with it's prideful height.
But many wonder if they'll ever be back and if they won the fight.
The whimsy of the magic's still here.
Only it's in the minds of those who have no fear.
But they left because some many stopped believing.
But you have to remember it's not always about seeing.
And the dragon still calls out.
The magic will always be the same glorious amount,
The fairy dust floats in their dreams.
But don't lose belief even though it seems.
The magic is lost but it was never really found.
Those who believe know it's still around.


Great job, Thesecretghostcaller! I also want to give the honorable mention and a shout out to Lizzie, who also entered in the contest! Love her story! <3 You write well, girl! XD


Janelle looked out the window of her little home. Her mother was cooking in the fire place with small portions of dark hair slipping out of the handkerchief tied in her hair. Her father was still working at the cheese shop, which didn’t pay much. Her brothers were out by the pond, most likely.
Janelle twirled a piece of light brown hair in her finger. Her pale pink dress was clean and her gray blanket was old and comfortably worn.
Outside of Janelle's comfortable little home, she often snuck away to the forest to meet and watch the so called 'strange creatures', that many people these days would capture and kill because they were 'useless' and 'dangerous'. Janelle secretly, one of the people who still loved these unusual and slightly dangerous animals. Even if her family knew she supported these creatures, they couldn’t afford to help keep them alive. So Janelle kept it to herself.

That cloudy day had past and it had warmed up a little. At the break of dawn, Janelle threw on a white dress and her blue hooded cape. She grabbed a basket and told her mother she was going to find some berries, which she would... but she was off to see the animals.

She rushed out into the crisp morning air, breathing it in. She went out to the field, beyond her home and the cobblestone road. She ran through the field of damp grasses and purple flowers and came upon the woods. It was dark, and the sun crept through a few of the entangled branches. You see, after the people started to rebel against these animals, they all fled into the forest, to a hidden sort of oasis. She slowed her pace when she came upon the hidden animals. There was a large parting in the trees above, where the sky shone clear and blue, and the golden sun glimmered. The grass was soft and was greener than any other grass. It was an almost magical place. There were rocks, where the large, bird\lion creature, the griffin, lay. It's eyes opened slowly and Janelle peeked through the dark forest into the 'oasis'. Above her, a phoenix cawed like a raven. The phoenix could do many more things, but the interesting creature kept a low profile. Janelle smiled at the griffin and sat beside and pet it. She looked up as a centaur, a human\horse creature, came out of the brush.
“Hello Janelle.” It said with a very human like voice. It was a calming voice. Janelle replied with a grin and a nod. The phoenix swooped down with a powerful thud as it hit the ground. Janelle looked around and many other centaurs could be seen in the forest. And griffins casually walked amongst them. More phoenix came down from the air and fauns walked out from the forest, some were picking berries off of small branches. Then all went silent at the sight of the very last unicorn. The unicorn walked into the clearing and the voices of the merry centaurs and fauns were hushed. The unicorn began to speak to the other animals, and if Janelle listened close enough, she could understand it. When she listened at first it would sound like a horse neighing. But when she tried hard, it was like a calm breeze that spoke to her heart in whispers. Sometimes Janelle would close her eyes to hear it, and she could almost feel the soft, breezy words. A voice that cracked like the branches Janelle stepped upon, and like the grasses that swayed in the breeze near the field. This time, the unicorn seemed troubled and said, “I have felt a disturbance... Janelle,” the unicorn looked over at her and she looked up and flipped a piece of hair from her face, “You must not come here any longer,” it continued, “I fear that the other humans are ready to strike for the last time... we have lost many of us already,” the unicorn said and the other creatures looked down with sorrow, “We need to escape, and Janelle, you must go and never say a word to anyone of our whereabouts, do you understand, child?” The unicorn finished and looked at Janelle.
“I understand.” Janelle said.
“It is settled, we shall flee in the night,” the unicorn said and the others agreed. The unicorn turned back to the forest, its white mane and coat glimmered a pearly white and its horn... many different colors. Janelle was worried. What if they were caught? Would she be to blame? The fauns gave her berries to give to her mother and she shook hands with them and said goodbye to the others. She took her cloak and ran back to home.

Later that evening, after Janelle's family had gone to bed, she heard many feet going through the streets. She went to the window and saw them. People going to the field, to the... animals. No. It was happening. Janelle thought. She quickly slipped on her shoes and her cloak and went quietly out the door, running very fast. She ran swiftly along the side of the field so she was not seen. She was ahead of the people, she would make it. When Janelle got there, she whispered, “Are you there? They are coming!” There was a sound from the forest and a faun came out. Its eyes were wide and frightened. Janelle looked behind her, she could hear people and saw lanterns not too far away.
“Go!” She whispered to the animals. They quietly ran. The people approached and Janelle stood alone, scared and cold, in the clearing.
“Where are the animals?” One of the people grabbed her cloak and shook her and she fell to the ground.
“I-I don't know...” she realized that was a bad lie, because why else would she be here. The person tilted his head with unbelief. He gestured to the rest of the people and they ran towards the animals.
Janelle stayed behind, she couldn’t risk the be trampled by the fighting people and animals. Before long, she heard cries and fighting in the distance. She snuck closer in the woods and watched, painfully.
Fauns fell to the ground... they could not defend themselves. Centaurs tried to run and fight them off but it was no use, they were surrounded. Phoenix were all shot down by arrows. The animals were not ready for a fight, they were losing terribly and unprepared. Then the great roar of the griffin. A roar and a caw at the same time. It was loud and strong and there was a flash of light as it turned itself to fire. And then the roar sounded painful and fell silent. All that was left was the unicorn. It could not defend itself. The majestic creature put off a blue-ish glow from its white, iridescent coat in the moonlight. Janelle saw one of the people slash it with a sword and the unicorn began to low even brighter and its horn shone with blinding light. All the people fell to the ground. But Janelle could see right through the light, like the unicorn was showing her something. She heard the stick crunching, grass blowing whisper say to her... only her, “Your friends are gone, but they are safe... I will see you elsewhere, Janelle. Thank you for all you have done,” and that that, the light stopped and it seemed all the people were temporarily blinded as the moaned and all kept saying that they could not see.
Janelle was in awe. She laid down on the grass and fell asleep beside the brush.
In the morning, she sat up straight and brushed off her dirty dress. The people were gone and so were the bodies of the animals. The people must have ran home, but what of the bodies of the animals? Had the unicorn taken them? As Janelle ventured through the woods where the fighting had been, she stood right on the center of the trampled, damp leaves and looked out in the deep woods and saw a glowing figure. It was the unicorn. It galloped closer, silently. It looked ghostly, but it was there.
“Janelle,” it said in it's calming whisper, she listened as it's words created a soft breeze around her, “I am here. I will always be here. But I will be hiding. And in the future, when even you are gone, I will keep you safe, and farther in the future in many years, people will not know me, but they will admire me. This will be a pastime and seem only a fantasy, not a reality that was lived by a person. It will be seen as a myth. Not a lie or a tale, but as a story that many people, especially children like you will admire over thousands of years,” Janelle nodded and the whisper ended and there were tears on her face, she was so surprised and shocked and she sat in the woods and thought until she went home and never spoke of this again. Janelle only smiled when people mentioned it. She knew something they didn’t, and she was proud. Every once in a while, the unicorn would speak to her in the woods and she would keep it a secret. She knew it was always there.

Congratulations to all four of you! Below are some blog badges that you can show off with on the sidebars of your blogs!

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  1. Thanks so much, Morning!!! I will be putting the button up on my blog ASAP:-) glad you liked it and i really appreciate the mention:-)

  2. And I nominated you for the Sunshine award! Go to my blog to check it out ;)

  3. One...more..thing... I just realized I have NO CLUE how to put the button on... Can you give me some help? If you reply to this after tomorrow afternoon, I will not be here until Thursday. But If that happens I can out it up when I get home.
    Thank youuuuu

    1. Hey! You're welcome, Lizzie! To add the button, just go to Layout > Add a Gadget > HTML/Javascript, then paste in the code into the box. :)

      xoxo Morning

  4. What great entries! So simple and yet so beautiful. I was going to enter but my story was going to be way too long, and yes, that is an excuse for writer's block.
    Morning, here is my newly launched blog (yes, finally): http://amazingcaseofwanderlust.blogspot.ca/

    1. Your blog is wonderful! I'm excited to read more posts!

  5. Wow. Those were all...so amazing.
    Loved it.

  6. Hello! I was just wondering if you had your second category photo entry anywhere for Here's To Summer? Thanks xx

  7. Congrats, everyone!!! :) I really enjoyed reading the entries. Thanks for the awesome contest, Abby!

    1. You're welcome! :) Thank you for entering this contest! I really loved your entry.

      xoxo Morning

  8. Thanks! I'm so happy! Great entries everyone! Woo hoo!

  9. Oh, I missed that one - I wasn't a reader of your amazing blog at that point: please do another as I do so love writing.


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