Featured: Neil's Regrets
2012 XMAS CONTEST WRITING
Howling winds pummel the side of my house like a punching bag, creaking the window frames and leaving the whole house feeling cold and empty. I curl up on the couch with a warm cup of coffee and blanket, quietly listening to the weather forecast in anticipation. “C’mon snow, don’t let me down now,” I mumble, flipping up the volume a couple notches to overcome the wind.
Finally the meteorologist appears on the screen and delivers the good news, “. . . around one foot of snow is expected to fall tonight, just in time for the Snow Festival. Flurries should begin around seven p.m., eventually leading to white-out conditions, but this ‘mini-blizzard’ should clear up by the early morning hours . . .”
“Yes!!” I cheer, feeling slightly embarrassed for my excitement. I have been waiting a whole year to see snow on this island and now it is finally here. Chugging the remainder of my coffee, I layer on my t
Molly awoke that morning in a blissful state of mind and body. There were a few slivers of light coming in from the far window by the front of her small country-style house, blurred through her sleepy vision, and a chirping of birds outside that slowly edged its way into her consciousness.
In the recesses of her brain, she knew she had to get up and start the day, even if it was much more tempting just to lay in bed and enjoy the warmth of the blankets - and of the arm curled loosely around her middle.
Chase was a surprisingly sound sleeper. While Molly was more than aware that she had a tendency to move around a bit at night, she didn't so much hear a grunt of discomfort from her newlywed husband. He slept peacefully and was content enough just to press lightly into her back, his nose and breath tickling the edges of her short, curled hair. The young farmer bride couldn't help but smile fondly as she turned to face him, reaching a hand up to tuck a tussled pie
A brunette girl stepped out of her barn and looked around the small farm. This was her first Winter since getting the letter from a family friend by the name Takakura. This farm had belonged to the girl's father and Takakura. When the father died, he left all of his part (which was most of it) to his daughter, and for Takakura to help her get on her feet. This town was odd though. Minutes seemed like seconds, and there was only 10 days to a season.
The girl was new to the Forget-Me-Not Valley. She had lived in the city her whole life, with occasional visits to the farm. But enough reminiscing, she had work to be done. Let's see there was feeding the cow, watering the Winter crops (she never knew crops grew in Winter until Vesta, the local fruits and vegetable seller, had shown her), brushing and milking the cow, and...well, that was it. She was new to the farming business. The brunette headed down to relax after work. She needed a social life; Takakura told her.
As she left, a
Harvest Moon Contest Entry
Harvest Moon: The Proposal
Pairing: Karen X Male Character
Setting: Friends of Mineral Town
"This is it." he stuttered to himself. "It all comes down to this."
The farmer walked uneasily to the supermarket. He clutched the Blue Feather in his hand tightly. He had purchased the day before at the same supermarket, but he had wanted to wait until the right time had come.
The right time being: Karen walking into said supermarket right in front of him. However, Karen couldn't see the farmer as she was lugging an enormous bag of flour.
"Uh… K-Karen? Would you like some help with that?"
Karen recognized the voice as belonging to the Mineral Town farmer, who had moved in here to take care of his grandfather's lot a year ago.
"Oh, thanks for the offer Pete, but I've got it." she replied, unable to see the Blue Feather Pete had out.
As both of her hands were holding the sack of flour, it left her in an odd predicament of not being able to open the door. Pete was about to offer, until Karen manag
Every time I woke up in the morning, I always saw her face in my mind. It was such a hindrance to keep thinking of that woman every second of my life.
She was driving me crazy.
The woman was the one who brought me back to Echo Town. It was because of her that Dunhill found me on my travels and begged me to come back to that dreary hell-town. He wouldn't take no for an answer, so I took my Animals and grudgingly went back to Echo.
Dunhill told me that to thank her, I should give the new farmer her first cow. I never gave out my animals for free, but the man kept on insisting. He reminded me of a needy female, and to get him to stop talking I reluctantly agreed. When I got to the ranch outside of town, I was greeted by the bubbliest and most incessant woman I had ever met in my life. She was a few inches shorter than me but she stood up as straight as possible to try to make herself look taller. Her long brown hair was fashioned into two preppy pigtails that bounced up and down wh