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		<title>Storm K. | WritersCafe.org</title>
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		<description>The original writings of author Storm K.</description>
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			<title>Chapter Four</title>
			<description>in which Kyra gets in trouble</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1149983/</link>
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			<title>15 Minutes</title>
			<description>Left, ticking on the clock,just like through the looking glasswhere Alice used to wait -for something to happen,learn something new and shiny and brightwithout the pressures from the Queen.Hearts beating, rhythm constant,beat, beat, beat... tick, tick, tick;and yet hands fly across the page.The sile..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1144664/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three</title>
			<description>in which Kyra makes a bad decision</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1105245/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two</title>
			<description>in which Kyra goes to town</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1104578/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>in which we meet our heroine</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1104187/</link>
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			<title>Souls of Wolves</title>
			<description>Set in medieval Britain, this is the story about Kyra, a girl with a dangerous secret and a troubling set of circumstances.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1104180/</link>
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			<title>Winter Time</title>
			<description>At which point the cold sets in,likened to death in bones -&amp;nbsp;but rather more like frosty fireburning the nose, fingers, toes.The darkness comes along too,the nights are bright and clear,and when the clouds have run away,it seems Jupiter is near.There are many different thoughtson this chilly tim..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1103494/</link>
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			<title>Frightening the Birds</title>
			<description>It's not working anymore,there is no charm left.Everything I thought I felt,has gone - dispersed,like birds that used to situpon a plain of grass,that got frightenedand fluttered off.But this time they won't return,I won't let them back,someone else is moving in,there's no room left for you.And perh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1099594/</link>
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			<title>Passing Time</title>
			<description>The days pass by, a blur ofsights and smells and sound,all un-be-known to you,and the scales tip, unbalanced,so that it feels as ifthe clock flew out the window.Really, though, once looked back at,it was not so long ago -the only difference here, we seeis the changed made on the inside;the locks, ke..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1097870/</link>
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			<title>An Unlikely Encounter</title>
			<description>Just an idea I thought I would put down on paper</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1097824/</link>
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			<title>Believe Me</title>
			<description>What do we know,about the role of faith?The word itself is in fact,just a word,a mix of letters with such forcethat they will drive a stake,millennia&amp;nbsp;long and wide and sharp,between those of the same bleeding heart,the same mind and smile and life.Is it just all in our heads,theses assumptions ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1095877/</link>
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			<title>Life On Tape</title>
			<description>a short story about the life of a girl</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Winter-Storm/1095415/</link>
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