[h1]Welcome to the Voting and Feedback round for MFP#3![/h1]

[b]Voting and Feedback guidelines[/b]
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[*]Please take your time to read through all the entries before voting for your favourite work. The reasons you base your vote on are up to you, as long the vote isn’t based on whether or not you like the author. 
It would be nice if you could share why you voted for a specific work. 
[*]Giving feedback is optional but highly encouraged. When giving feedback you should be [b]respectful[/b] and [b]constructive[/b]. It’s good to point out any flaws or the things you feel could be improved or why you didn't like something, but don’t be mean. 
Make sure to point out what you liked or what appreciated in the entry too.
[*]Contestant may (and are encouraged to) vote and/or give feedback for the other entries, but shouldn't vote for their own entry. If contestants wish to withhold a vote and only give feedback, that is good too.
[*]The entries are anonymous unless the writer asked for having their name added. That being said, writers may claim their work at any time during or after the voting period. 
[*]The entry with the most votes will win, but in case of a tie a Contest Mod will cast the tie-breaker vote.
[*] You can vote for entries and post your feedback in this thread, but if you rather have your vote and/or feedback be anonymous you can PM it to [@Calle].
[*]The voting period deadline is December 23th, 9:00 CET, which is 8:00 game time (both times are in a.m.).
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[h1]The Entries[/h1]

[hider=Sword Hunter]
Pyro looked the scales of the snake,

Spectral were the eyes wishing for valor,

It layed in its lair, tongue primeval, breathing its cunning.

The wish x-tremed its soul,

It is always its girth, always its personality...

Reapt the wish as he slept with both eyes open, as sharp as a saber, as cunning as a hooded cape, the snake - the Polish Adder.

[i]by [@reaping Adder][/i]
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[hider=(My Wish)]
A wish, a simple thing but many people do them for various reasons.
Most wonder what people would wish for, or even myself for that matter as I hope it comes true but now as I fortell it. 

A wish for things for me, from the bad things to good things. To have it stay for a long time, with the strength of a first kiss that everyone can remember in their mind and heart.

A wish from the heart, mind and soul. If it came true, it would refresh me and my vigor in vast ways. Question is, when?
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[hider=The wishing well]
I watched my coin as it fell into the bottomless black maw of the well. When I looked back up, she was waiting for me.
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[hider=Why You Cannot Wish for Wishes]
I realize now why genies don’t let you wish for more wishes. It is not because they fear the power you’d gain, no, it is because they fear how hollow you'd become. 

For a man, having everything, strives for nothing.
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[hider=Regret]
I wish I had something better for this contest
Or had some insightful words I could say
But I've already submitted this entry
And so I'm filled with regret today
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[hider=Fallen]
From the chapel I briskly walked,
A block or two to sixth and main,
Done tending to my Sunday flock,
But cursed to endure the rain.

Heaven had a different plan,
To wash away their sins,
Forgiven is a mortal man,
Sweet mercy pelts my skin.

But the storm grew dark,
and turned into a gale,
I sought my own ark,
So the taxi I did hail.

Thus quickly did one appear.
He asked me "Where to sir?"
I said "Anywhere but here,"
he chuckled and concurred:

"Father so it's a flood?
Y'know that raises Hell?
Wasn't it paid in blood,
Or so the preachers tell?"

"My Son let judgment fall,
To the holy divine alone,
We simply serve the call,
and help sinners to atone."

"Forgive me for my heresy,
I've seen the sins of men,
And justice is hard to see,
When you're banished from Eden.

So I'll take you there first,
To taste of the bitter fruit,
And you too will be cursed,
Then we'll continue on our route.

I'll take you to a mountain peak,
So far above the wicked earth,
Every kingdom will hear you speak,
and keep sinning for all their worth.

For I've won you at the crossroads,
Here where we made ourselves a deal,
A final trip to Hell your soul is owed,
and you've got the Devil at the wheel!"

For the Devil knows your desires well,
Better the heavenly rain than fires of Hell.
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