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			<title>Soltadilgeves</title>
			<description>Lo! pay ear to my tale, children of mighty Doredor, for by your lord&amp;rsquo;s bidding, your story I am to tell, the telling of your beginnings, the counting of your efforts, and the joys and pains that men have given you.Old was the beginning, when neither sea nor earth existed. There was only Aviel,..</description>
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			<title>In Gremium Temporis</title>
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			<title>Septo's Jump</title>
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			<title>House 17</title>
			<description>It&amp;rsquo;s the year 2077, many things have happened sincegood the days of our youths. An old man was sitting on a rocking chair by alarge glass window of the tenth story of a towering building. The sun wasfalling and already the stars, the very few that could still be seen throughthe light s..</description>
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