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			<title>The Storms of Fear</title>
			<description>		The one thing Sera Sykora feared the most was the wind. Whenthe wind would blow, Sera&amp;rsquo;s stomach filled with knots, the kind of knots thattugged and pulled, the kind of knots that couldn't be undone. The child wouldtry to be brave, but his heart pulsated at a pace that shook him, sicken..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Prologue The Light of the StarsHecouldn't hear her dying. Earth rumbled and water churned, windwhipped and fire burned. And yet, he&amp;nbsp;couldn't&amp;nbsp;hear her. He&amp;nbsp;didn't&amp;nbsp;know&quot;he was too afraid to have known.	Oncethere was a strange and unusual village draped in mystery andsh..</description>
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			<title>The Chronicles of Courage and Fear: The Terror of Sera and Sun Veil</title>
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			<title>Phoenix</title>
			<description>Ihave become a barren desert.Wavesof pouring flame,saturatethe skin&amp;#2013266048;&quot;Asolid sponge.Likeclay in a kilnmybody withers,acarcass bone-dry.andmy brain bakesLeatherhard.Splittingskin,crackscover the surface.Handsbleed,bloodseeping still..</description>
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			<title>The Storm (sestina)</title>
			<description>The gusting gales rush the white-topped wavesand into jagged cliffs they charge,foam splashing and spraying droplets of rain,creating ripples in the wake,while blackened cloudsof cumulonimbus signal the storm.A sole gull seeks shelter in the storm,but the ebb and flow of chaotic wavesoverwhelm the l..</description>
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