Winter Contest 2016 Voting: 24 Hours Left!

Greetings, one and all! Edit: Just letting you all know that you have 24 hours left to vote!

The snow descends upon us in droves of silent killers, snuffing out all signs of life and driving away your local wildlife! Yes, Winter is finally here, and what better way to celebrate than with a cozy fire, some pricy, brand-name hot chocolate, a designer blanket, and a bunch of amazing art!

Let’s get to it! We have two categories: fiction and art. Please write one comment voting for your favorites in both categories. With only two stories, you’ll just write something like, “I vote for story A,” or, “I vote for story B.”

With the art, you’ll pick your top five. Please specify in which order, ascending or descending (default), you’re voting to avoid confusion. Your comment will read something like, “In descending order, I vote for 4, 7, 3, 19, and 5.”

Voting will use the normal point distribution. First place votes will receive 5 points. Second place will receive 4. Third gets 3. Fourth gets 2, and fifth gets 1.

In summary, a mock vote should look something like, “Story B. Ascending order: 19, 5, 7, 28, 4.”

The poll will be kept open until the 14th of January, and the prizes will be redistributed by the state ala Soviet Union in order to ensure that each winner gets something.

If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask in a comment, or PM an admin, or PM the group! With that said, here are the entries from the amazing artists!

Fiction:

Story A: One-Winged Angel (Short Story)
Taiyang Xiao Long did his best not to look too worried around his eldest daughter, but it was difficult. They hadn't talked about it yet, but the negative atmosphere around the life-changing loss of Yang's arm hung in the air like a stench throughout the house. Only two months had gone by since the crisis at Beacon. With Ruby gone, it was just him and Yang now, and everything seemed quieter than when he had been all by himself.
Winter was in full swing, crisp snow covering the ground and trees in layers of white across the entire island of Patch. Taiyang had many fond memories of past winters in which his daughters made forts, had snowball fights and surrounded the house with angels. The three of them would often walk along the beach on frozen nights when the stars were at their brightest, with any luck catching a glimpse of the dancing northern lights out in the far distance over the ocean.
True, his girls weren't little any more. But he didn't want to spend an entire ice season with

Story B: A Golden BeaconYang stood nearby the door to her family's house looking outside through the frost-touched windows; After the Fall of Beacon she had stayed indoors, away from the world, but today was the day she was going to step outside again, back on her feet.
   Seasons changed, time had passed, & as with all wounds the time for healing had ended, & the time for getting up again had begun. Yang braced herself as she opened the door to the outside world she'd been rejecting; upon opening the door a difference in atmosphere rushed over her. The flames of the candles that sat by the window flickered as the cold air rushed in. Her breath was momentarily taken away due to the chill that rode in through the now open doorway.
   With Goosebumps forming on her arms she took her first step, followed by another. The world outside felt familiar in so many senses of the word. Every year growing up with Ruby she had felt this way at least once. It was a feeling of loneliness, one that Yang u

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