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		<description>The original writings of author nightshade </description>
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			<title>My other life</title>
			<description>The sun streamedthrough the curtains hitting MC's bed. She slowly opened her eyes, she lookedat her clock, and noticed that she had woken 3 hours before her alarm, and shewasn&amp;rsquo;t even tired. As she stretched she noticed the aroma of bacon and coffeein the air. She debated getting ou..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1890089/</link>
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			<title>A Double Life </title>
			<description>it all starts here</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1887490/</link>
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			<title>Strawberry Storm </title>
			<description>A girl leading a double life is called on by a certain goddess to fix problems faced by the gay and lesbian community in America.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1887489/</link>
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			<title>There might be blood </title>
			<description>Dark choices Ina darkened theatre where no audience sits a dark curtain slowly begins to rise.Never in the history of this theatre has the curtain been lifted, never havethe lights illuminated the stage and there has never been a person to stand onthe stage. This theatre has always b..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1886358/</link>
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			<title>left in  the dark </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Dark choices In a darkened theatre where no audience sits a dark curtain slowlybegins to rise. Never in the history of this theatre has the curtain beenlifted, never have the lights illuminated the stage and there has never been aperson to stand on the stage. This theatre has a..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1877368/</link>
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			<title>dark choices</title>
			<description>A dark stage, a decrepit theatre and a girl. The choices are grim and there are endless possibilities. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1877357/</link>
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			<title>The saddest Angel </title>
			<description>A guardian angel watches over a crying girl </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1874475/</link>
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			<title>My name is Ophelia </title>
			<description>Chapter 2 There is darkness inside my head and I am drowning in it. Suddenlymy heart started beating again and my lungs brought in my first shaky breath.It is cold and I am covered in my own blood though I do not remember how I waswounded. My flesh is healed no longer bearing any signs..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1665292/</link>
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			<title>i'm dying</title>
			<description>I am dying. I know this for a fact, I can feel it coming, gettingcloser. I am not supposed to be afraid of dying because you see, I don&amp;rsquo;t die,well my body dies and everything I have ever been dies and all of my memorieswill be gone. I will transform into a new person and never rememb..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1660259/</link>
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			<title>the watchers</title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1659234/</link>
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			<title>what to wear </title>
			<description>Chapter 11&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; When Annabelle walkedback into the apartment she felt something different. It almost felt like hometo her. She did like it here but she was still a little uncertain. Annabellewas glad that Nightshade and Dimitri got along..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1528806/</link>
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			<title>their walk </title>
			<description>Chapter 10 &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Being with Annabelle feltso natural to Dimitri. He hated that he had lived so long without her. As theywalked he noticed tiny little things that gave Annabelle away as not beinghuman but he doubted that anyone would look..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526038/</link>
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			<title>what's in the box </title>
			<description>Chapter9Annabelle looked backat her vampire &amp;ldquo;I think.&amp;rdquo; She paused for effect. &amp;ldquo;I want to see what is in thebox.&amp;rdquo; Annabelle said with a grin bringing up the box that had been forgotten inthe excitement. She ran over to the box staring at the brown cardboard loo..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526035/</link>
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			<title>breakfast </title>
			<description>Chapter8It was 8:00 in themorning and someone was knocking on their door. The two looked at each otherbefore cracking up with grins and laughter. Annabelle gracefully got off ofDimitri&amp;rsquo;s lap and sat on the edge of the chair again. Dimitri got up and headedtowards the fron..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526034/</link>
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			<title>the first morning</title>
			<description>Chapter 7Dimitri woke in his own bed his blankets and sheets seemed to havegravitated to the other side of the bed. Annabelle had all the blankets andpillows around her. Her red hair was a tangled mess and one of her legs washanging over the edge of the bed. Dimitri looked at his alarm..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526031/</link>
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			<title>dreams </title>
			<description>Chapter6 Dimitri laid by a roaringwaterfall. He knew that this place was one of Annabelle&amp;rsquo;s memories but for themoment Annabelle and Dimitri were not two people with different memories. Forthe moment Annabelle and Dimitri were the same person living the same memories.He laid ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526030/</link>
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			<title>bedtime </title>
			<description>Chapter 5As he stood there he thought about the way his life was going to bedifferent from now on. He would become a different person being bonded withAnnabelle. As he stood there he remembered a place. It wasn&amp;rsquo;t one of hismemories. He could remember a young Annabelle Lee coming ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526029/</link>
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			<title>going home </title>
			<description>Chapter 4&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;How did you get my car?&amp;rdquo;the vampire asked and gestured to the dark green Gallardo parked on the curb. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;We got your keys fromthe hotel and well, I ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526028/</link>
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			<title>almost dying </title>
			<description>Chapter3The sorcerer started chanting in astrange language and the room went black. The hand that was tied to hissqueezed. The vampire could normally see in the dark could see nothing. Heassumed that the same was true for Annabelle. The sorcerer chuckled as he beganlighting small tea..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526026/</link>
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			<title>the ceremony </title>
			<description>ChaptertwoAnnabelle looked ather vampire and he looked back. They did not speak, it was customary not tospeak after being bonded. He pulled Annabelle Lee into a hug not knowing whybut he felt that he had to be closer to her. Annabelle looked up into his face,he was so tall. She not..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526023/</link>
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			<title>walking at night</title>
			<description>AnnabelleLeeAnnabelle Lee walkedcarefully through the puddles avoiding getting her delicate paws wet. Shewalked head held high with one paw in front of the others. She had a purpose,she hurried though she did not want to be late for her meeting with hervampire. She scolded herself ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526018/</link>
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			<title>Annabelle lee </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1526016/</link>
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			<title>the fairy and the vampire </title>
			<description>this is a story I had to write for an English class in high school. it is a spin of a traditional fable hope you like it </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1519292/</link>
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			<title>i am violin </title>
			<description>this is a personification story I had to write for a class i used my violin as inspiration hope you enjoy</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1519287/</link>
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			<title>chapter two: the welcoming ceremony </title>
			<description>do not read if you have a problem with three guys having sex in the showers </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1519257/</link>
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			<title>chapter one: the first day </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Black order high schoolIt&amp;rsquo;s the first day at the Black Order HighSchool. Kanda rolled over searching for the tiny blonde that he wanted to f**kbefore he had to go teach new exorcists, but Milly was gone. &amp;ldquo;Damn, she musthave gone to deliver coffee and crack.&amp;rdquo;..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1519248/</link>
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			<title>black order high school </title>
			<description>this is a fanfic for the manga D grey man. basically I took the characters from the manga and put them in  high school like setting, where they still had innocence and had to learn how to be exorcist</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1519244/</link>
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			<title>chapter two </title>
			<description>Chaptertwo.......&quot;Yourealized that we only brought one tiny tent, don't you?&quot;&amp;nbsp; Asked the girl.&amp;nbsp;&quot;Yes,but it's Lorel's tent, so we'll be fine.&quot; Replied Nightshade. &amp;nbsp;&quot;Idon't get it&quot; the girl commented. &amp;nbsp;&quot;Cometake a look for yourself because ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1518291/</link>
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			<title>chapter one </title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;Bam, bam splash a tiny rock fell from the craggy cliff intothe unfathomable depths of the Lake of Dreams. &quot;Silence!&quot; Hissed thecaptain to the soldier who had kicked the rock. &quot;Silence before thathorrible fairy kills us all.&quot; Whispered the captain as many soldiers gathered to impr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1518290/</link>
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			<title>The war of terre </title>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/poisonedwords/1518289/</link>
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