Competition: Crack the Code III

Finished
Crack the Code III

As one goes on, some puzzles are easier than others. For this next one, things have been complicated a tad. If this is too easy for you, we will have to try a little harder. You may find this solution a little more familiar than the last few.

Placement will be based on correct answers and time elapsed between subscription and submission.

Good luck, and May the Force Be With You All!

Competition Information
Organized by
Master Bentre Stahoes, Tasha'Vel Versea
Running time
2015-12-01 until 2015-12-15 (15 days)
Target Unit
Entire DJB
Competition Type
Other
Awards
Third Level Crescents
Participants
13 subscribers, of which 10 have participated.
Results
Member
Keirdagh Taldrya Cantor
Textual submission

There passed a weary
time. Each throat
Was parched, and glazed each eye.
A weary time! a weary time!
How glazed each weary eye,
When looking westward, I beheld
A something in the sky.
At first it seemed a little speck,
And then it seemed a mist:
It moved and moved, and took at last
A certain shape, I wist.

Placement
1st place
2nd place
Armad
Member
Armad
Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.

Placement
2nd place
Member
Ranarr Kul-Tarentae
Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.

Placement
3rd place
Member
Mauro Wynter
Submission
Mauro Wynter opted out of publishing his submission.
Placement
No placement
Member
Kalu Burgoo
Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye, When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky. At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.

Placement
No placement
Member
Riverche
Textual submission

there passed a weary time. each throat was parched, and glazed each eye. a weary
time! a weary time! how glazed each weary eye, when looking westward, i beheld
a something in the sky. at first it seemed a little speck, and then it seemed a
mist; it moved and moved, and took at last a certain shape, i wist.

Placement
No placement
Member
Howlader Taldrya
Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time!
How glazed each weary eye,

When looking westward, I beheld a something in the sky.

At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last, A certain shape, I wist.

Placement
No placement
Member
Adept Tahiri Thorn Morte Tarentae
Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye,
When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky.
At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.

Placement
No placement
Member
Battlelord Mateus Kelborn
Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat Was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! a weary time! How glazed each weary eye,

When looking westward, I beheld A something in the sky.

At first it seemed a little speck, And then it seemed a mist; it moved and moved, and took at last A certain shape, I wist.

Placement
No placement
Member
Evelynn Wyrm
Textual submission

There passed a weary time. Each throat was parched, and glazed each eye. A weary time! A weary time! How glazed each weary eye.

When looking westward, I beheld a something in the sky.

At first it seemed a little speck, and then it seemed a mist; It moved and moved, and took at last certain shape, I wist.

Placement
No placement