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Contest Entry 3: ChangesChanges were meant to be a good thing. They were what brought new beginnings and fresh starts to the world and its people, allowing them to live life happily without worrying about the things in the past.Contest Entry 3: Changes
Usually.
Whoever had said ‘changes always result in the best ending’ hadn’t experienced dark eco experimentation, obviously.
If asked, Jak would tell you he didn’t really mind the changes. The addition of a voice was nice; he could communicate properly without having to rely on body language that most people couldn’t understand. He’d grown, gotten older, of course, and was
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Contest Entry 2: RemembranceJak could remember a lot of things when it came to Keira.Contest Entry 2: Remembrance
He could remember the first time he'd seen her. Daxter had been playing hide-and-seek with him, and on his way to find a hiding spot he had seen her. She was standing shyly in front of Samos' house. She was wearing an orange sundress and her big green eyes were staring in wonder at the big hut. Before he knew what was happening, those eyes had turned his way and locked with his own. Jak, unable to move before, turned around and ran the other way.
He saw her again not too long ago. He had to go to Samos' for his daily lessons. Daxter usually tagged along, even
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Contest Entry 1: SorryJak sighed heavily, and lay back in the long grass, staring at the treetops. Keira bit down on her bottom lip gently. Having a romantic picnic in Haven Forest had seemed a great idea for Valentines Day – in theory. In practise, she got the distinct feeling that Jak was at best bored, and at worst ready to get up and leave. The picnic food was so far untouched; save for a couple of thornapples they'd eaten on the way. Now they were sat beside the river, bare feet in the water… Almost like being in Sandover again.Contest Entry 1: Sorry
No, Keira told herself sadly. It wasn't like Sandover at all. In Sandover, everything was so much simpl
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Safe - By Nashi“Almost like old times,” Keira says one evening as the sun dips behind the city walls, casting strange lights and colors on dirty Port waters. “Remember how we used to walk on Sentinel Beach after the Lurkers left? We’d hold hands…”Safe - By Nashi
Pale fingers brush dark knuckles, eyes never meeting, and he shies away.
“Almost like old times,” Jak echoes in a whisper, holding the hand she touched in his other, running long fingers over his burning knuckles.
His eyes are averted again, hidden behind shadows and red fabric and walls of determination that no one can bring down, and
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should we call 411?
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