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		<description>The original writings of author Syren Creates</description>
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			<title>White Rose</title>
			<description>Just a little depressing drabble that I wrote. Inspired by numerous quotes I found on We Heart It, but especially by the quote, &quot;Even a white rose has a black shadow.&quot; I think it's a beautiful quote.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/1354062/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Twelve Years Later</title>
			<description>&quot;Just a little tighter, m'lady.&quot;Zaroda grimaced as the lady in&amp;nbsp;waiting&amp;nbsp;tugged on the stings of her corset again and she felt whatever looseness in her midsection disappear with a jolt. She loathed corsets with a&amp;nbsp;fiery&amp;nbsp;passion. They were tight, uncomfortable, impossible to move in..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/1133597/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Silver Lake</title>
			<description>Zaroda walked through the thin dead trees of the forest. The early morning mist was still settled over the dead grass. To anyone else, the scene may have looked erie; a six year old girl walking through a dead, misty forest, but Zaroda continued fearlessly. The sky above her was covered in clouds so..</description>
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			<title>AdA</title>
			<description>Zaroda was told that AdA was destined for great things. At eighteen, her parents are forcing her to marry. But she goes across the Border where she is forced to make a decision.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 17: A Family Secret Revealed</title>
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			<title>Chapter 16: Lessons</title>
			<description>Zerlinda&amp;nbsp;looked into Queen Amil's eyes a moment&amp;nbsp;longer&amp;nbsp;those hazel eyes just to make sure this wasn't some sort of sick joke. Seeing no sign of humor in those grave, hazel eyes, Zerlinda opened the door and walked into the infirmary.The wounded elf had been placed in one of the beds n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/1004621/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 15: Wounded Surprises</title>
			<description>&quot;Something has been bothering me about this whole orcs-working-for-Achan business,&quot; said Saya&amp;nbsp;They were only a few hours away from Castle Nique and their thrip had been spent in general silence. All of them were still in shock tht there had only ever been one king over West Wood for centuries u..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/1003729/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 14: Demon Lover</title>
			<description>&quot;This is a s****y way to spend your thirtieth birthday, Zerlinda,&quot; said Agmund as he flipped another page in the book he was looking through.&amp;nbsp;&quot;I never cared much for my birthday,&quot; replied Zerlinda. &quot;It's only special to you and the ones you're close to. To everyone else, it's just an ordina..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/1003240/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 13: Dwarven Texts</title>
			<description>The dwarves' library wasn't even&amp;nbsp;close to being&amp;nbsp;as grandoise as the one at Castle Nique, but, as Zerlinda had pointed out earlier, the dwarves were very casual. Much more casual than elves or humans.&amp;nbsp;They tended to put much less emphasis on embellishments than the elves and humans did..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 12: Dwarves</title>
			<description>Agmund's and Saya's eyes had widen at the sight of the entrance of Barias and Zerlinda had to admit that it was a grand sight, if a little intimidating.&amp;nbsp;They had stopped at the beginning of the large, black stone bridge that reached across the dip between the mountain that they were on and the ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/1002483/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 11: Thoughts</title>
			<description>Droplets of warm water clung to her body as she stood from the tub. It was nice to have warm baths again; they're&amp;nbsp;much more relaxing than the cold ones she's adapted to. Zerlinda reached over and grabbed a towel and wrapped her hair in it to dry as she used another one to dry her skin. A moveme..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/1001537/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 10: Discoveries</title>
			<description>&quot;Well don't you two just look fancy?&quot; Agmund said as Saya and Zerlinda left their rooms.&amp;nbsp;Zerlinda rolled her eyes.&amp;nbsp;&quot;You've been using that line for six years. don't you think you've worn it out by now?&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Apparently not,&quot; Saya replied a little ruefully, pulling a brush through her hair..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9: Memories</title>
			<description>Zerlinda walked down to the stables to visit Rokko who had been munching on some hay. It was obvious that the stable hand had groomed him, but Zerlinda picked up a brush anyway and started brushing him again. At first, it was mindless, almost robotically as she let her thoughts wonder. It had been n..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/1000793/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 8: Snow Falls</title>
			<description>The rest of the trip passed in much of the same fashion, the only change being the addition of bringing out blankets and lighting fires. As they got closer to Aridar's borders, the ground had started to become frosted over with snow and the temperature dropped steadily. To keep themselves and Rayne ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7: Plan B</title>
			<description>&quot;We're wasting our time,&quot; said Zerlinda when she got back to Agmund and Saya. &quot;Everyone here is signing their own death certificates -- even Adalric. It looks like you won't have to shoot after all, Agmund.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;What are we going to do?&quot;&amp;nbsp;Saya asked.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Plan B.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;Great!&quot; Agmund said. &quot;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6: The Sacred Clearing</title>
			<description>&quot;Why, Zerlinda? Why?&quot; Agmund whined as the three of them walked in a southern direction to the Sacred Clearing.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Why don't you shut up?&quot; Zerlinda said. &quot;I'm wondering that myself.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;You know this isn't my best form of fighting.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&quot;It's not mine either,&quot; countered Zerlinda. ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/993250/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Decisions</title>
			<description>A few hours later revealed toZerlinda that her options of getting into the castle were considerably less inboth number and appeal than they had two nights previously.&amp;nbsp; She had spent the majority of the journey toTreewood attempting &amp;#2013266048;&quot; and failing &amp;#2013266048;&quot; to think of a d..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/992986/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3: The Cabin</title>
			<description>Getting off of the castle groundssoon proved to be more of a challenge than getting onto them.&amp;nbsp; The thought of climbing to the other side ofthe castle to leave the way she had come through the garden didn&amp;rsquo;t particularlyappeal to her.&amp;nbsp; Especially since sheguessed that there wo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Friends</title>
			<description>Although the route she chose to go home was certainly the safestone she could have taken, it was also the most time-consuming one she couldhave chosen. &amp;nbsp;Between circling around inwide circles and turning in seemingly random directions, only to double backand choose another, it took her ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/990530/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Messages</title>
			<description>A snap of a twig rang through the air. &amp;nbsp;Seconds later, a rustle from some nearbybushes. &amp;nbsp;Zerlinda&amp;nbsp;fought&amp;nbsp;theurge to whip her head around and seek out&amp;nbsp;the&amp;nbsp;intruder. &amp;nbsp;That is what an&amp;nbsp;amateur&amp;nbsp;would do andZerlinda was no&amp;nbsp;amateur. &amp;nbsp;Instead,sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/WolfsbaneHazel/971104/</link>
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			<title>Traitors</title>
			<description>Zerlinda was deemed as a traitor by King Achan, ruler of the elves of West Wood. For years, she and her two friends kept their distance, but now orcs are planning to attack the elves. Will they help?</description>
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