The Golden Key
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Comment by ladyhawk22:
LOVE the texture in this shot!

P A C I F I C O
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Comment by h2:
Wondering why this didn't do better, had it pegged for top 20 at least. Excellent colors, and I don't care for the blur (didn't even notice it was applied in PP)

The Golden Key
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Comment by stowell48:
Love the simpleness to this.

The Golden Key
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Comment by jeger:
Nice and simple.

The Golden Key
by hotpasta

Comment by BrianR:
The Golden Key

In the winter time, when deep snow lay on the ground, a poor boy was forced to go out on a sledge to fetch wood. When he had gathered it together, and packed it, he wished, as he was so frozen with cold, not to go home at once, but to light a fire and warm himself a little. So he scraped away the snow, and as he was thus clearing the ground, he found a tiny golden key. Hereupon he thought that where the key was, the lock must be also, and dug in the ground and found an iron chest. If the key does but fit it! thought he; no doubt there are precious things in that little box. He searched, but no keyhole was there. At last he discovered one, but so small that it was hardly visible. He tried it, and the key fitted it exactly. Then he turned it once round, and now we must wait until he has quite unlocked it and opened the lid, and then we shall learn what wonderful things were lying in that box.

--The End--

I Like the simplicity of the photo to the story, well done...

By Dawn's Early Light
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Comment by jaysonmc:
Love the repeating lines and how the dock brings you down through the frame.

The Golden Key
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Comment by J-Me:
Singles in well on the subject matter and fits the challenge well, but the grain is quite high (I'm sure purposely done for effect) and personally, I find it rather distracting

The Golden Key
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Comment by Purple_Girl:
I like the simplicity and the contrasting colours.

The Golden Key
by hotpasta

Comment by kenna718:
My favorite in the bunch!

P A C I F I C O
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Comment by K3Master:
Sir Livingstone paused. A rustle in the bush to the left of the creek bed had startled him, but his breath returned as he saw the source moments later, a tapir coming out to drink.

His breath then left him forever a moment later as the creature he didn't hear took him from behind.

There's a moral to this story. Never trust a Tapir.