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TOPIC | [MJ2021]Butterfly Effect Poetry Contest!
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[center][img]https://imgur.com/nxGXZLi.png[/img][/center] The Plateau felt deserted. All the miths had departed for their natural habitats weeks ago and many of the local dragons were away for their annual beach vacation at the Wavecrest Saturnalia. It was a perfect time for Windruffles to settle down to her writing again. [columns][url=https://flightrising.com/main.php?dragon=53349577][img]https://imgur.com/3bpjnNK.png[/img][/url][nextcol][size=4] "Windruffles! Windruffles!" And there went her inkwell, spilled on the grass. "Enkidu! I thought you went home last week! What are you still doing here??"[/size][/columns] "Look! I found this!" Ignoring her question, the little Snapper thrust an origami butterfly at her. It's lovely honeydew wing patterns reminded her of something... "Open it! Oooopen it!" Enkidu was vibrating right out of his skin. Curious, Windruffles carefully unfolded the little butterfly. Within, written on its fragile wings, was a haiku: [center]At the end of all, ask yourself, "are you ready for what happens next?"[/center] [columns][size=4]"Enkidu," she began slowly, "...where did you find this? I think this must have come from the Twisting Crescendo!" "Well, I was...and it just...and I thought...Do you think so? Really??" Enkidu was pointing and flapping his arms all over the place, like he couldn't figure out what to do with his paws. He finally clapped them over his mouth, like it was the only way he could think of to stop talking. Windruffles refolded the butterfly carefully and returned it. "Treasure this, my dear. It is a gift from the Windsinger. Now, about your parents..."[/size][nextcol][img]https://i.imgur.com/9w98aWn.png[/img][/columns] "Oh, they're coming tomorrow! I told them you wanted me to stay through the Saturnalia!" And the Snapper was off and running down the hill. Windruffles retrieved another inkpot and settled beneath her tree. Dipping her quill, she took a moment for thought before setting ink to parchment. Then she began... "The miths came. They came from the Shifting Expanse and they came from the Ashfall Waste, sailing over the Sea of a Thousand Currents. From the Sunbeam Ruins, from the Viridian Labyrinth, and from deep in the Tangled Woods they came..." [center][img]https://i.imgur.com/uzLeT5E.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/pjyabEv.png[/img] [img]https://i.imgur.com/xf3gdaM.png[/img][img]https://i.imgur.com/UwyTvG8.png[/img] [center][size=5][b]The prizes are sent, The judges are spent, Time for merriment! Thank you for all the poetry you added to our lives. See you again next year![/b][/size][/center] [center]@Sinjin @SunnyShowers @Jorybear @Paintminion[/center] [size=2]@sockmonkeygerald @WarriorOfEarth @SunstonePhoenix @magiritsa @Fennecfox21 @GrimdarkRoxy @Darksilverhawk @AWB @Krawald @cartographic @Bxy26 @JustAGamerFurry2 @awanderingprson @Rustea @dragonpals @late711 @Zytolo @FoxyCipher @Sommar @Scatterspark @TigerLily009 @Lethia @tigressRising @Wildclaw101 @Medievalredragon @igenious @riseandshine[/size]
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The Plateau felt deserted. All the miths had departed for their natural habitats weeks ago and many of the local dragons were away for their annual beach vacation at the Wavecrest Saturnalia. It was a perfect time for Windruffles to settle down to her writing again.

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"Windruffles! Windruffles!" And there went her inkwell, spilled on the grass.

"Enkidu! I thought you went home last week! What are you still doing here??"

"Look! I found this!" Ignoring her question, the little Snapper thrust an origami butterfly at her. It's lovely honeydew wing patterns reminded her of something...

"Open it! Oooopen it!" Enkidu was vibrating right out of his skin.

Curious, Windruffles carefully unfolded the little butterfly. Within, written on its fragile wings, was a haiku:
At the end of all,
ask yourself, "are you ready
for what happens next?"
"Enkidu," she began slowly, "...where did you find this? I think this must have come from the Twisting Crescendo!"

"Well, I was...and it just...and I thought...Do you think so? Really??" Enkidu was pointing and flapping his arms all over the place, like he couldn't figure out what to do with his paws. He finally clapped them over his mouth, like it was the only way he could think of to stop talking.

Windruffles refolded the butterfly carefully and returned it. "Treasure this, my dear. It is a gift from the Windsinger. Now, about your parents..."
9w98aWn.png

"Oh, they're coming tomorrow! I told them you wanted me to stay through the Saturnalia!" And the Snapper was off and running down the hill.

Windruffles retrieved another inkpot and settled beneath her tree. Dipping her quill, she took a moment for thought before setting ink to parchment. Then she began...

"The miths came. They came from the Shifting Expanse and they came from the Ashfall Waste, sailing over the Sea of a Thousand Currents. From the Sunbeam Ruins, from the Viridian Labyrinth, and from deep in the Tangled Woods they came..."

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