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			<title>What about the Condition of the Battleground?</title>
			<description>Everyone only thinks of the warriors, not the ground on which they brawl.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1419342/</link>
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			<title>Lost Brother (Click and Bang)</title>
			<description>Click and bang</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1417285/</link>
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			<title>A Maiden Dressed in Black (She Swears She Is Not Demonic, but They Keep Aggravating Her)</title>
			<description>There she goes.She locks her gaze among the fog.&amp;ldquo;You&amp;hellip; You are not the one.&amp;rdquo;&amp;ldquo;Yours&amp;hellip; Yours will not become&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; She repeats, &amp;ldquo;Shall not become.&amp;rdquo;It&amp;rsquo;s with the shouting of &amp;ldquo;used&amp;rdquo; that her foot slips over the edge of a four hundred f..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1414271/</link>
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			<title>The New Insanity Weeps </title>
			<description>Part Two to &quot;The Game&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1414268/</link>
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			<title>I'll See Marissa in Heaven and There's Nothing You Can Do About It</title>
			<description>Dave... He loved Marissa, but she loved me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1412773/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Nine: Impasse</title>
			<description>	The aching soon faded. Vesavius awakened very relaxed and drudged in the kitchen. &amp;nbsp;His hair was a mess but his clothes had been changed. He changed them after his breakdown last night. It was not a pretty sight to reflect upon, but he did it and he would not deny his behavior. Something had ch..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1412772/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Nine: The Impasse</title>
			<description>Vesavius...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1412766/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Eight: The Decay</title>
			<description>Introduction to magic's decay.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1412764/</link>
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			<title>Buckets of Blood</title>
			<description>The supply of which one pours will eventually deplete.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1412752/</link>
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			<title>Skyscraper Jump </title>
			<description>I ran and I ran and ran and ran and ranUntil the ground met and end.I was stuck amidst the middle of the airAnd all I could do was fall in prayer.You see even if I didn&amp;rsquo;t see the edgeI still made the choice to leap from the ledge.	I have never been so frightened	As when I was falling	And now I..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1412645/</link>
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			<title>Memories and the Sharpness</title>
			<description>Oh, You will forever live.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1412358/</link>
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			<title>Tear the Dress</title>
			<description>Continue this screaming, so that I can forever remain bleeding</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1412327/</link>
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			<title>The Game</title>
			<description>This is the truth that insanity has revealed to me. So play the game with me.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1411959/</link>
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			<title>The Steel</title>
			<description>Lately, I have been on an anti-violence kick.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1411811/</link>
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			<title>The Wrong Side of Me</title>
			<description>Wrath and jealousy unfolding in bloodshed</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1407924/</link>
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			<title>Today, My Name Has Changed</title>
			<description>Today</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1398775/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Seven: Harder and Harder, I Break My Bones</title>
			<description>Vesavius's hospital experience</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1396741/</link>
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			<title>The Habit of a Crashing Castle</title>
			<description>Sacrifice when the ocean of brick collapses.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1396712/</link>
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			<title>Hop Up, Commoner</title>
			<description>A tale of an acquaintance and how frilly a conversation can be</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1396469/</link>
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			<title>She was my World</title>
			<description>Magnum Opus? (This is about realization of all the channeled hatred that stole all of my passion)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1396437/</link>
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			<title>The Leech and Her Consequence</title>
			<description>You can die or you can flee.I don&amp;rsquo;t care how you do it, just get away from me.Come up with the most creative and flashy escape,Like the villain that disappears behind his cape.I&amp;rsquo;m slowly breaking down, dissipating.I don&amp;rsquo;t truly expect you to agree.You never liked the words that cou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1396433/</link>
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			<title>Bravura</title>
			<description>I was so ready to become something that you created, so long as I shined brightly. So long as I was not taken lightly.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1395708/</link>
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			<title>Standard Fashion</title>
			<description>I will break the mold or you will break me.
Oh dear, what will it be?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1395237/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Six: Learning</title>
			<description>Primine awakens Athena</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1395221/</link>
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			<title>Carci</title>
			<description>	I want you to know that I am moving slowly.I want you to see the person that I truly should be.But now that I have revealed myself,I have been stripped of all of my wealth.	Who have I let you destroy?I found beauty in your body.I built a shelter from your lies.How could I have loved youWhen that sh..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1395003/</link>
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			<title>Brothel of Saints</title>
			<description>You have your eyes closed and you are being deceived.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394991/</link>
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			<title>My Heart is Not Open</title>
			<description>I placed a seal on the sore. I'm sure that I won't have you anymore.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394988/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Five: Little Timlin, the Character</title>
			<description>An eruption of emotion.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394643/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Four: The Seasons and He Who Harnesses Them</title>
			<description>The description of magic in Casted</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394640/</link>
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			<title>A Way No Man Ever Thought to Satisfy</title>
			<description>Pain can only inspire so much fury. All I need is that opportunity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394586/</link>
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			<title>The Saigon Crook</title>
			<description>She costs money</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394568/</link>
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			<title>Compare Me to the Sick</title>
			<description>Now that the stars have stopped shining, you can stop whining...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394336/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three: Reckless and Young</title>
			<description>Vesavius's promiscuity and Timlin's purity.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394263/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two: The Order, Part One</title>
			<description>	The horses were exhausted. Their breath exhaled heavily; from their nostrils spouted thick smoke in the early morning air. Primine clinched his reigns tightly, lowering his head to the side of his caramel bay horse. After straying far into the flat golden plains, Primine looked over his right shoul..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394227/</link>
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			<title>The Murder of Our Age</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; A quick piercing blade,A hand full of hate,My body is betrayedBut I won't stop you.My heart in your hand!Death at your demand!The openings pourAnd my scars are still so sore.	The candle continues burning,But it has set fire to all of my earnings.Now let's take a look at who is learning.Now lo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394198/</link>
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			<title>Shanghai: My Friend</title>
			<description>A Shanghai special.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394190/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One: Magicians</title>
			<description>Vesavius's introduction</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394179/</link>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>The introduction to Book One: the Beacon and the Harbinger</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394175/</link>
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			<title>Book One: the Beacon and the Harbinger</title>
			<description>Book one from the Chronicles of the Almative order follows the lives of Vesavius Nepler and Primine Terros, men seperated by hundreds of years.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/TheLastEclipse57/1394170/</link>
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