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		<description>The original writings of author Chronos</description>
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			<title>Prelude Part 2 of 3</title>
			<description>Prelude Part 2December 18th 20123 Days to RaptureEmma Kennedy was buried in her studies when she heard her phone ringing the tune of Amazing Grace.&quot;Hello?&quot; she asked.&quot;Yes, is this... Emma Kennedy?&quot;the man on the other line asked.&quot;Yes, who are?&quot;she questioned.&quot;I'm Dr. Frank Stein. You ran into me a f..</description>
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			<title>Rapture</title>
			<description>It's been 6 years since it happened... and it may be happening again.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/720223/</link>
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			<title>Rapture -- Prelude Part 1 of 3</title>
			<description>I know its been awhile since i last posted this is the short intro i came up with for a short story</description>
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			<title>a3</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;&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;&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; Three..</description>
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			<title>a2</title>
			<description>&amp;ldquo;Well, do you know the area well?&amp;rdquo; Dr. Jones asked.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Yeah, of course I do; I live out there.&amp;rdquo; Marie said with irritation.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Okay didn&amp;rsquo;t mean to offend.&amp;rdquo; Dr. Jones apologized.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Dr. Jones there&amp;rsquo;s a woman in the E.R with severe head tr..</description>
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			<title>a</title>
			<description>The pain coursed through Marie Smith&amp;rsquo;s body from the bite. &amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Lucy,&amp;rdquo; She yelled to silent, black night, &amp;ldquo;if you can hear me follow the sound of my voice.&amp;rdquo; She continued.&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;S**t,&amp;rdquo; Marie muttered to herself after waiting for Lucy to return. &amp;ldquo;Lucy..</description>
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			<title>(taking ideas)</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &quot;Why?&quot; I&amp;rsquo;ve asked myself that question for too many years. &quot;Why, why did I answer that call?&quot; That is what started everything to roll downhill. Tristan Luciano. I&amp;rsquo;ll never forget what he told me. &amp;lsquo;It&amp;rsquo;s your decision, Agent Crane, will you risk your li..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/554127/</link>
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			<title>Guardian Angels</title>
			<description>Watering the sands, creating the lights of Eden,Of flowers in the land of men,In the circus of the stars, guardian angels ruthless in the skyDance the dance of life on the stage of the temple of God,Acts of flying, holy dreams, the fruits of the mind are yours and mine.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/547917/</link>
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			<title>Rudy &amp; Captain Johnson</title>
			<description>What happened to Rudy?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/544186/</link>
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			<title>Kate Lee &amp; Captian Johnson</title>
			<description>Larry should have listened to his gut.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/543855/</link>
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			<title>Captain Johnson</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Present Time&amp;hellip;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Well, how are we going to find out who we&amp;rsquo;re dealing with,&amp;rdquo; Larry asked, &amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;ve come up with a plan; I&amp;rsquo;ve decided that I&amp;rsquo;ll search for their hideout and next time they attack I&amp;rsquo;ll follow af..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/543852/</link>
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			<title>Harold Masters</title>
			<description>A small look into Harolds past.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/543849/</link>
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			<title>The attack and Harold</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; At first I though that there would only be about&amp;nbsp;fifty or so, but there were at least&amp;nbsp;one hundred and thirty&amp;nbsp;or one hundred and fifty. When it was announced that they had come everybody grabbed there assigned weapon. Shot gunners near the door, pistol carriers&amp;nbsp;one hundre..</description>
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			<title>Preperation</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Abigail was the only woman to have noticed the slightly daunting sense of danger when &amp;ldquo;The Followers&amp;rdquo; were approaching. When the first showed I could tell he was an excellent double-talker by the way his eyes seemed to blink slightly faster than normal. &amp;ldquo;How are suppose t..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/543827/</link>
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			<title>Rudy Louis</title>
			<description>A stranger is found outside the gate.</description>
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			<title>Life in Riga</title>
			<description>After 3 years has Larry gone back to normality.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/cam0096/543728/</link>
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			<title>The Finding</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I, Larry Denninger, was in Madrid, Spain when the Artifact was found in Tibet. It had a ghostly stillness surrounding it. From day one the population within five miles of the Artifact seemed to be disappearing. The Artifact was stunningly beautiful..</description>
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			<title>The Artifact</title>
			<description>Short chapters at first will be lengthened when i can find time in the summer to edit and write some more. </description>
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