Hello my Steemians, sorry for the delay, but I finally have the results of my Steampunk writing contest for you.

Runners up

https://steemit.com/poetry/@geke/the-parking-meter-at-the-end-of-the-universe

• "The Parking Meter at the End of the Universe" by @geke.

This one is actually poetry! But it tells a story, and I admire the skill with which it was rendered.

The rusted rocket launched in sparks that trailed like fairy dust
and grazed the ship so fast there was no time to readjust.
Their shielding down, she launched the lethal second of the two;
its better-aimed trajectory would finalize the coup.

Very exciting for a poem, well done @geke.

https://steemit.com/story/@heretickitten/too-much-information-part-1

• "Too Much Information. Part 1" by @heretickitten.

This is a tale of an un-named protagonist and her sidekick Cassie mounting a rescue mission for one damsal Angelina.

This has a rough and gritty style that I enjoyed. Hopefully part 2 will shed some more light on the story.

Example of the rough and gritty:

I enter the compound, and immediately see guards running at us. Bam. Dead. And Cassie takes out the other one, probably dripping like a damned whore from her bloodlust issue, at least judging from her sick smile.

Bravo @heretickitten!

You two will receive a 50% vote on a recent post, congrats!

And now the Winner! Boomboom boom drums..

https://steemit.com/fiction/@dirge/lightning-gold-a-steampunk-western-story-for-steemit

"Lightning Gold" by @dirge.

Holy shit, this was a good story, a steam punk Western and a gripping and tragic tale of Betty Hursh, a young girl recently made an orphan by the dread Morris Templeton. Like any good western, there is a shootout and this yarn delivers.

A small sample of fine prose:

Betty remained in the rafters, smelling smoke. The ten year old girl died that day, burned up in the ranch house. The one that lived, hands covered in ash from digging through the remains of the house, covered in sores and blisters from digging holes for her dumb momma and papa, lines running down her cheeks where her tears ran against the soot and dirt. That girl was quite an odd sight for Flint.

Congrats @dirge ! For creating that great work, you have won my prizes: 10 SBD, 100% vote and resteem.

And that's how it all is, I would like to thank everyone for entering my contest and helping keep Steem fun.

See you at the next one!

(Madame Absinthe by Jody Lee)