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			<title>The Huntsman</title>
			<description>&quot;Strong,&quot; his father said proudly to the masses, &quot;That is what describes us.&quot; Their captain paced tall and sure between his men, slowly making his way to his young son seated alone at the highest table. The warm glow of the torches casting shadows on his face. If it were possible he looked even ..</description>
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			<title>The Empath</title>
			<description>Colethe stared at the ant marching just beyond her feet. Every day it lived in a world that was much too big, but the simple ant paid no attention to the earth shaking giants that came within millimeters of its den. There was nothing but a calm acceptance of the fact that at any moment one of those ..</description>
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			<title>Hopeless Maddy</title>
			<description>Prologue</description>
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			<title>The Seeker</title>
			<description>Part One: The Gathering</description>
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			<title>The Body Snatcher</title>
			<description>Part One: The Gathering</description>
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			<title>The Shape Shifter</title>
			<description>With fourteen carat yellow gold links, the amethyst pendant dangled proudly from its chain. It was a cut so perfect for the purple stone that it reflected his eyes far within its depths. There could be no soul on this earth who wouldn't want this delicate work of art. Cedric was no exception, and wh..</description>
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			<description>Maddy Gerard couldn't tell you what was wrong with her even if it would save her soul. From her deepest dreams of violence and agony, to her artwork that echos the bloody visions. In her daily life, everything that could go wrong for her usually does. Such has been her curse since the beginning ..</description>
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			<title>The Lost</title>
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			<title>Condemn The Innocent</title>
			<description>Condemn the innocent For it is the innocent who dream Daring to defy mere normality To grasp the stars above Innocence births ill-fated loves Murderers of the heart A happy suicide The death everyone must die Innocence passed away today Survived only by a hardened soul </description>
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			<title>Truth Unfolding</title>
			<description>Chapter One</description>
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			<title>A Grave December</title>
			<description>Prologue</description>
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			<title>Drawing of the Taltos</title>
			<description>There is much about this world we have yet to learn. Much that is hidden from us by those we cannot see. Protecting us from the truth. For once that truth is discovered, we can never be the same.</description>
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