High Desert
by Blackbox

Comment:
Norman put his arms around his son's shoulder and swept the other out, encompassing all the view.

"One day, my son, I shall no longer stand here, king of this land, and when that day comes all that you see will then be yours."

Little Jimmy looked about, then sighed. Great, King of rocks and scrubland, just what he always wanted. "That's... great dad." he said, trying to sound positive. "Can I go back to playing Xbox now?"

And so it was that Little Jimmy eventually moved away and became the CEO of a Fortune 500 company, and Norman died with no other heir, and the land passed into the keeping of the Prickly Pears, and knew suffering for an age.

Trees in Fog
by Paul

Comment:
An hour into his hike, Peter stopped. Something was wrong. The gentle breeze that had softly played through the woods for the last couple of hours had died suddenly, leaving a cloying feel to the air. The sounds of the forest had likewise cut right off. It was as if he'd walked into an air-tight container, yet here he stood, surrounded by the trees and scrub.

What made him look up, he didn't know. Perhaps some change or movement or sixth sense, but look up he did. What he saw there shocked him so badly he could make no sound at all. He was frozen to the spot, his eyes locked onto what was happening in horror. What his eyes showed him reminded him of the time he had watched a city clean-up crew whitewash graffiti off a building wall in the park he was playing in as a child. A memory that stuck with him, as he watched what he had thought to be a beautiful painting being scrubbed away with white paint. It had saddened him at the time.

Now, so many years later, he watched not in sadness, but in horror. For it was happening again right in front of him. This time, it was not a graffiti mural, but the very world being scrubbed away. From the top down. As the white of nothingness descended towards him, wiping out the forest as if it were nothing, it seemed that the paralyzing fear finally broke and Peter let out a wailing scream.

Then all was erased.

Hang In There
by Judi

Comment:
Dang, was there a sale on frogs this month?!

Froggy Poppins
by ErinKirsten

Comment:
A little soft, but the colors are crazy.

In the Pink
by KarenNfld

Comment:
Beating IreneM at her own game. You should be ashamed ;)

Pulse
by rinac

Comment:
Certainly beats the static same ol' same ol' in my book. Ribbon worthy. I wish people would open their eyes more.

I N S P I { R E D }
by Breeee123

Comment:
I just now noticed this got an 8+. That is, indeed, a rare achievement.

Something to hold dear.

Blue autumn
by Gedas

Comment:
Got an 8 from me. It was in my top 10.

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by Breeee123

Comment:
I like this one far better than your entry, personally. I wish we got sunsets like that. Too many mountains though.

Intense
by Jessi

Comment:
15 ones and 21 twos are VERY odd for this photo. The only explanation I have is the title's complete and utter disconnection from the photo itself.