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			<title>Silver Vein</title>
			<description>The egg hatches.</description>
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			<title>Timeless Ones</title>
			<description>There is a mountain that reaches up into the sky, where clouds gather and are the dress of the peak. White and calm or dark and stormy, but the mountain never changes. Winter or summer, spring or fall, grass and tree and warm temperatures cover the lone mountain, surrounded by hills and rivers and a..</description>
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			<title>Darkest Egg</title>
			<description>Selana was a dragon queen. She was a different kind of queen. The queen of rock and dirt, of caves and mud. With scars and ribs that showed through discolored grey underbelly. After laying five eggs she was hungry and searched recklessly for food. Her mate was nowhere to be found, perhaps dead by Cr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1038674/</link>
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			<title>The Darkest Scale</title>
			<description>A world where dragons rule and terrify humans. Even dragons have superstitions though and when a black egg is laid without shine or color the fate of the unborn dragon is decided by the Timeless Ones.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1038649/</link>
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			<title>Cat</title>
			<description>	The second test. This was conducted by energy level, based on aura. Those with the smallest aura were given the first chance to redeem themselves. Since it was based on aura size Jonnis was about in the center while Zan and Teytna were in the very back with a few other top tier auras. She had her h..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1035460/</link>
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			<title>Aura</title>
			<description>The tests begin</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1035440/</link>
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			<title>War</title>
			<description>	Johnnis could finally relax as he sat down on the uncomfortable seats of the caravan wagons. He had made it and was looking forward to sleeping most of the time. Perched on his lap was a bright red bird, one of his Creatures, but like any creature it was very strange. Thick red hair covered the bod..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1035379/</link>
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			<title>FareWell</title>
			<description>Jonnis says goodbye before his journey to Lantous, the highlands of the Gealur Kingdoms.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1035113/</link>
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			<title>Inkling</title>
			<description>Johnnis receives the news that he is a Summoner of Creatures and will be attending a well known school in the highlands.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1035044/</link>
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			<title>Ch: 4 Anger</title>
			<description>	&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Angelica was so angry. She hated him. Lacet, her master.	He stood over her, eyes cold and dark as he entered the room she was kept in. At the time she was thirteen and her whole life consisted of him. He would walk in, hurt her and walk out. Call her names and feed her the worst kinds o..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1030815/</link>
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			<title>Ch: 3 Promise</title>
			<description>	&quot;Blue is a beautiful color for you, you like like a piece of the sky, Angelica,&quot; Xavier said smoothly, &quot;I made sure it would be loose, hopefully after a few decent meals you will fit it perfectly.&quot; Angelica smiled, turning here and there, watching the heavy hem sway with her every movement. Xavier ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1030777/</link>
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			<title>Ch: 2 Death</title>
			<description>	The morning sun came. Light crawling down gutters and broken roof tiles into the depths of the slums, past scrawny chickens and a starving dog into a series of alleyways. Trash and rats, some could smell it.	The blood.	It was everywhere, she was laying in it. Her dress was crisp from the brown stai..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1027606/</link>
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			<title>Ch: 1 Alone</title>
			<description>Angelica makes her first steps into the world as an independent woman, however she is not as independent as she thinks.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1027467/</link>
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			<title>Chamber of Lost Souls</title>
			<description>The halfway point between life and death, the prison of the souls who had no direction in life and wasted what they were given. So they wait for the Haloed being to take them away.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1027135/</link>
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			<title>Healing Hands</title>
			<description>Angelica went from being a happy little girl to being a slave trader's ticket to retirement. She became a slave of a rich man, then a concubine of his rich son, and then found herself free.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1025381/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Every tale has a beginning, some are humble, as is the Demon Watcher's. Her life started with a betrayal to her heritage by being kept alive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1024594/</link>
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			<title>Demon Watcher</title>
			<description>The descendant of nomads who traveled their whole life has made her body lithe, thrown out of her ancestor's line because she was blind. A story of angels, demons, and over coming challenges.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/KiaralWard/1024590/</link>
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