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One Perfect Sentence The Ominous October Results!

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Hannah Faoileán

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Despite my initial difficulty with the photograph, I loved all the entries! Eerie, romantic, tragic, funny, I loved them all. Here are the winners:

First Place:

He had waited a thousand years to be set free from this tree-tomb with a kiss from his true love who had just causally glanced at him as she passed by.
- James Charles

Second Place two-way tie:

When first she laid the curse on me, I could have sworn she said seven years, but that was back in October 1325, and I'm still waiting for a pure-hearted maiden to place her hand on the tree bark and set me free.
- Sedayne

"Don't linger at the Tree of the Skull, else your soul will be consumed and your bones rattle as they hang from its branches."
- Jodes

Third Place 5-way tie!:

As the light faded and the shadows between the trees lengthened, our imaginings of what might lurk there in the darkness were surely worse than anything possible – or were they?
- E G Logan

This was the tree - the one where they met, where they shared their first kiss, where he proposed, where they had their huge blowouts - and where she spilled his blood, burying his betraying body in a shallow grave.
- RK Wallis

The tree had waited centuries to birth the demon and now it was almost time.
- Lakeland Waffler

The advisory from the Woodstock stage about the brown acid still ringing in his ears, Fred thought, "Nah, I'll be fine."
- Allen N

Bill knew he'd had a lot to drink before his walk in the woods, but he couldn't figure out how he'd misplaced his skull.
- MattScho

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