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Fantasy, by it's core definition, is "the free play of creative imagination". Realm-of-Fantasy is a place for fantasy enthusiasts to come and share their imagination, and meet others with a similar passion. This is a group for Fantasy and SciFi related artwork and literature, and all skill levels and mediums are welcome.

Realm-of-Fantasy is now running a continuing "Give a Feature, Get a Feature" in our group. Do you have a favourite Fantasy/SciFi piece on deviantART? Or maybe you know of a Fantasy/SciFi piece that just isn't getting enough exposure? Would you like to get a little exposure yourself? Well, this the time and place to speak up. You pick it, we promote it. And as a bonus we will pick a piece of yours to feature as well, so get those features coming.

These are the features handed in to the last “Give a Feature, Get a Feature” group blog. We will update both the blog and this newsarticle each week on Sunday, so if you want to get featured here next week, hand in your suggestions under the following link:

The “Give a Feature, Get a Feature” group blog with the submission guidelines: realm-of-fantasy.deviantart.co…

Notice: Only 20 slots will be available each week, so make sure to be quick!

If you have any questions concerning this news article, do not hesitate to note us over at Realm-of-Fantasy!

Take care everyone, and enjoy this week's features!

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Members of the Realm-of-Fantasy Creative Team


Give a Feature, Get a Feature #20

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by Featured by The Passing of ArwenThe water rippled silver
The trees all shone with gold.
White elanor was blooming
In Lothlórien of old.
Elvish voices laughing
Silver music in the air.
But I hear now only silence
In Lothlórien the fair.
The mallorn leaves have fallen
Where once the flowers grew.
Time has touched the forest
Gone Lothlórien I knew.
Tear-stained face and empty fingers
As cold as stars above.
Memories, only memories
In Lothlórien, I loved.
No singing; naught but echoes
In the groves where phantoms tread.
Like the trees, the Elfstone faded
My Lothlórien is dead.
But they say beyond this world
Grief and darkness, light dispels.
With the spring, I pass forever
Lothlórien, farewell.
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