The contest's theme is Death's Lonely "Life". It can be from anyone's viewpoint, and must clearly state the theme. I will accept pictures, digital and regular art, any literature, so all mediums. The max amount of submissions is 2. But you can only win once.

The official deadline will be January 15th, 2012. I can extend the deadline, if needed.

The prizes:

1st place:
will do a short story writing request. I'll do one that's a bit longer.

You will get a llama, a watch, and about 10-15 favs that will be featured in the journal that tells who won. If you want I will also draw something about what you request. It might take a while, I'll go as slow as I can to make sure it's okay. I will tell exactly what I loved about your entry and why, and I'll recommend you to everyone I know.

2nd place:
I will write a short story request.

You will get a watch, and about 5-10 favs that will be featured in the journal that tells who won. I will draw a quick sketch request, even if I have to do it over and over again. I will tell exactly what I loved about your entry and why.

3rd place:
I will still write a short story request.

You will get a llama, and 1-5 favs that will be featured in the journal that tells who won. I will draw an even quicker sketch request, smaller and more sketchy. I will tell exactly what I loved about your entry and why.

Please comment if you think there is anything wrong with this. I will contemplate your concern and deal with it the best I can.

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Entering and Judging

Entering:
Death's Lonely Life SubmissionPrologue- David's POV: "Noelle…" I whispered. How I missed her. She had taken her own life exactly one year ago, and I thought of her every day. She was my true love, my other half. I could never forget her. And as I stood, weeping over her grave in the frigid winter air, I thought I could feel her gently caress my cheek, wiping away my tears. "I'm always with you," his voice came on the breeze.
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Story- Noelle's POV: I watched him, heartbroken. I knew that I had taken my life to escape from everything and I usually didn't regret it. But he was the only good thing in my life, he was what kept me from suicide for so long. He was really all that I missed of my old life, but my new job kept me close to him still.
I was now assigned to be Death. As a suicidal teenage girl, I was the perfect choice. At least, that's what I'd been told. I didn't really like it, but I dealt with itLisha3398
Death's Lonely Life ContestI sighed. Another step. Another terrified human face begging for more time. Another soup scooped up out of its human container out before they wanted to. There was no sense of time for me. More souls, less souls, that is how I told time. It was always a particular pleasure to see those who were ready for me. No dawdling, no pleading, no anger or fight. Just acceptance. Those were also the ones that scared the shit out of me. To accept your fate that placidly was frightening. How could you accept the unknown and be ok with it? One of those many questions I would never know about humans.
I found it interesting the names they gave me.
Reaper of Souls
Stealer of Lives
Keeper of the Dead
Then there were the descriptions they gave me.
Cloaked in darkness, riding on a midnight black steed, scythe in hand; ready to hack apart anyone who stood in his way.
A whisper of mist. A bit of shadow. Then a flash of his scythe and you never return to where you came from.
Blackness envelopes your vision aHipeoples73

Mature Content

DarkHistorian
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xxDraconikaxx
codymiller48

Judging:
Me, As3375
XxiluvgaaraxX
Chlowo
ToshimaruxZeth