The deadline approacheth.
The most venerable librarian, looshus, hath declared the deadline is "soon."
No man knows the day nor the hour. Prepare thine self.
Honorable librarian, cast thine judgement upon our most meager essays. Marketh us with red ink where we doth veer from the path of true grammar and spelling.
Have mercy, and tarry no longer! Do not subject us to the wait of ages. Declare thine champion of wordsmithing and fictioncraft. Raise the winner high!