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			<title>Broken World</title>
			<description>This was a strange dream I had not to long ago. No copyright infringement intended with the mentions of different copyrighted, well anything. They just show up in my dreams, so, sorry.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1155347/</link>
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			<title>That One Friend</title>
			<description>A collection of friends that fit like a complicated, 3D puzzle.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1039678/</link>
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			<title>Cloud Nine</title>
			<description>A dream one day, a reality the next. The greatest feeling I've ever felt. The wait was worth it.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1029732/</link>
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			<title>Melting</title>
			<description>Written on the hardest first day of school in my life.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1025393/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;No no no, you do it like this.&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tem stood next to his older brother, trying desperately not to kill him. Alexander could be so irritating, especially when he was teaching Tem to Sing. He rarely shut up, and he always pointed out the tinie..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1024396/</link>
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			<title>What If?</title>
			<description>What if every star was a world all it's own,With stories, and tales full of wonder?With art and music of wonderful tone,With life around, over and under?What if grains of sand were magic fairy dust,Or parts of the past, pieces of time?What if the sun is heaven? Yes, it must.For what else could shine..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1019044/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kyna picked herself up off the floor, wiping the blood from her cheek. She glared across the abandoned courtyard at Lucy. Lucy stood there with a smug look, viola at her side.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Is that all you got?!&quot; she shouted. The woman smiled evilly, c..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1018843/</link>
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			<title>Ribbons of Light</title>
			<description>In a world changed from the one we know, three forms of magic emerged. The Dancers, the Musicians, and the Artists. Not long after the universal shift, the three divided, and war burned the land...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1018820/</link>
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			<title>The Myth of the Krystal Comet</title>
			<description>Long ago, a prophecy was found engraved in platinum deep in the sands of Arabia, telling of a youth who changed the world. This, is the story if that youth. Aladdin Nejem. 
Glory of the Faith Star.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1018029/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: The Test</title>
			<description>The 3rd or 4th try at getting the perfect beginning for my book. It's supposed to be mysterious, so don't feel bad if you don't get it. Just remember, it's magic. It works.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1006639/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Home of the Silver Falcons</title>
			<description>I love this chapter. I based most of it off of my first days of school. Enjoy!</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1006126/</link>
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			<title>Faerie Dust</title>
			<description>Since the dawn of time, each person has contained a hidden bit of magic, just waiting to be triggered. The Krystic Meteor did just that. Slowly, thousands of Witches, Sorcerers, and Fairies awoke...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Skia1717/1005994/</link>
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