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200 Point Giveaway! (CLOSED!)*This contest is CLOSED! The winner was #71 or :iconChristieMars:! http://tinypic.com/r/257fvd5/6
Alright, so as a thank you to my watchers, and to everybody here at dA...I'm hosting a giveaway!
Let me break it down for ya:
The prize? 200 !
Rules? You don't have to be watching me, but I do suggest faving this journal (not mandatory). Leave ONE* comment, and I'll give you a #.
How do you win? If your number's chosen, you win! I'll use random.org to choose the winner.
End date? September 1st at 11:59 CST. Make sure to comment before then!
*If you comment more than once, it kinda screws up my numbering. SO, if you do comment more than once, I'll hide ALL of your comments and you won't be entered. Fair warning, guys.
A Bloody, Stupid Miracle The day we’d cured the human condition was the day I put a bullet through my head and didn’t die. It was also the day I realized how scared I actually was of death, and after hours of muscle ache from holding that gauze against my open skull, after the wound closed and everything went back to normal, I had myself a good old-fashioned brainstorm. How ironic.
But when summer came, everything had fallen to shit. The air scorched my skin and parched my tongue every time I took a breath. The sun glared down on a rapidly-collapsing world, full of the undying bastard children of cruelty and misfortune. What was one to do when their cells regenerated faster than they decomposed?
My feet hit the pavement, now littered with jagged bits of glass to snap at my toes, thoroughly baked by the blazing ball of bitter disdain high overhead. Today was worse than yesterday. Though I’d often wondered the purpose of it anymore, I
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