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			<title>Trees</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I&amp;nbsp;remember being a small child looking out of the window of the car as we drove by, observing the world as we sped away. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;I remember..</description>
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			<title>The city</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; Ebbie&amp;rsquo;ellasat up. She turned and saw Greem&amp;rsquo;ier sitting by the fire, seeming lost in itsflames. He smiled. &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Look at the stars. How they shine with glitteringbrilliance. Are they not simply magnificent?&amp;rdquo;He turned his eyes towards theheavens. &amp;nb..</description>
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			<title>The willow</title>
			<description> Lady Ebbie&amp;rsquo;ella&amp;rsquo;s and her personal servant and escort, Greem&amp;rsquo;ier. They have an interesting and magical adventure and everything she holds close is threatened.
      
          
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			<title>The wood</title>
			<description>The cold, frightful snow made the forest look like awinter wonderland pulled strait from a children&amp;rsquo;s fairytale, filled with the romanceand happy endings Ebbie&amp;rsquo;ella had always dreamed about. How could a forest look soexquisite? A fairytale could never even compose an explanatio..</description>
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