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		<description>The original writings of author Silvanus Silvertung</description>
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			<title>Spellroot</title>
			<description>Avens - an intro and discovery.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2953458/</link>
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			<title>Milk, madness, and misinformation </title>
			<description>What I've learned in 6 months as a father</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2948628/</link>
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			<title>Birth of a son</title>
			<description>Little baby Thorn comes into the world</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2939755/</link>
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			<title>War log</title>
			<description>Archaeologist note: 

In the deep jungle we encountered a sacred stone. A dragon shaped light appeared and recited in a long forgotten tongue. 

This is our best translation. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2871042/</link>
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			<title>Solstice </title>
			<description>Summer and winter solstice tie together. Primitive skills friends lead to a primitive skills mate. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2862481/</link>
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			<title>Erotica</title>
			<description>I'm gonna be clear here that my erotic stories can often stray dark. Here are the indexed ones that I would be okay with someone I share my nonfiction with stumbling across.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2847328/</link>
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			<title>Husbandry</title>
			<description>A slice of my thoughts and life. As usual this includes animal death.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2847325/</link>
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			<title>His body</title>
			<description>&quot;You want to do something really freaky?&quot; He asked.&quot;Maybe,&quot; she said coyly, &quot;like what?&quot;&quot;You want to f**k yourself?&quot;&quot;Like - masturbating?&quot; She was confused.&quot;No, like experience it from my angle.&quot;&quot;How?&quot;&quot;Magic.&quot;Magic wasn't what she had imagined at all. Five candles, some herbs from the kitchen, a han..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2847324/</link>
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			<title>The pit</title>
			<description>This piece is inspired by a piece I read on literotica but cannot find now. If you know the one please link in the comments so I can give credit where credit is due. I just added an alien backstory.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2847322/</link>
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			<title>Horse lords</title>
			<description>fantasy gangbang - TW has a brief incest moment </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2847321/</link>
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			<title>Cernunnos</title>
			<description>Cami was startled out of her mindless scroll of social media by the ding of her email. She shifted over and saw a new client had signed up and picked her out of the digital catwalk.It was scheduled soon. She closed her computer and rushed to the bathroom to get ready. First a shower, hot, almost sca..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2847320/</link>
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			<title>They are mine</title>
			<description>One of my earliest erotic stories</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2847319/</link>
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			<title>Singlehanded</title>
			<description>This story is the sequel of &quot;Erotic Larping&quot; - coming after it chronologically, but the story is standalone in the same universe.

This one has a little less (but still some) impregnation fetish, has </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2847318/</link>
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			<title>The Dying time</title>
			<description>Papa's death - in chronological order</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838295/</link>
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			<title>Weft</title>
			<description>Stories with teaching structures</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838294/</link>
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			<title>Philosophy</title>
			<description>My more intellectual pieces.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838291/</link>
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			<title>He's a Scorpio</title>
			<description>Intensity. Sex death and the occult</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838288/</link>
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			<title>Chronology</title>
			<description>Descriptions of my childhood </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838287/</link>
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			<title>The Eithne chronicles</title>
			<description>Me illuminated by this woman.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838281/</link>
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			<title>Love</title>
			<description>Stories about my love life (or recent lack)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838279/</link>
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			<title>Flights and feathers</title>
			<description>A specific kind of piece.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838275/</link>
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			<title>About me</title>
			<description>Good pieces of writing to get to know me through.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838274/</link>
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			<title>Animals leaving</title>
			<description>Arranging the pieces I've written into a possible book around skinning/killing/processing animals.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838273/</link>
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			<title>Days and dances</title>
			<description>You'll be amazed how much of my writing is days and dances. 

This is the beginning of a collection/ possible book - around the theme of dance.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2838271/</link>
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			<title>Erotic Larping</title>
			<description>Woman's experience at fantasy LARP camp with an sexual twist.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2835248/</link>
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			<title>Favorites</title>
			<description>An index of my favorite nonfiction pieces</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2835237/</link>
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			<title>Index</title>
			<description>Each &quot;chapter&quot; is a collection of links for a possible book of essays - arranging my pieces by topic</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2835235/</link>
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			<title>The soft process of dying</title>
			<description>Braided essay from a dead deer's perspective and mine.

Contains graphic descriptions of dying and decay.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2832986/</link>
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			<title>The Creator</title>
			<description>Prometheus tells a story set in a near future where the gods are given computing power.

Of note this reuses ideas but is NOT intended to be in the same universe as &quot;Lil Nibbles&quot;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2830105/</link>
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			<title>Her perfect ears</title>
			<description>Musings on my cat</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2796442/</link>
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			<title>Soul tracks</title>
			<description>Full of the normal triggers in my writing of late. Mild descriptions of dead animals among the rest.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2793048/</link>
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			<title>Fire and Ice</title>
			<description>I had a hard time deciding if this is science fiction or fantasy. The backdrop is a world where the human inhabitants crash landed their ship and had to merge with the animal life to survive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784904/</link>
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			<title>Kaeli</title>
			<description>Z-12-tetradecen-1-ol acetate perceived the first rays of dawn against its uppermost leaves and awoke from semi dormancy. Everything was set to go. The change over from breathing oxygen to carbon dioxide. The internal gas exchange that would allow new sugar to make its slow way down the vine, filteri..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784743/</link>
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			<title>Skiyja</title>
			<description>Skiyja wasn&amp;rsquo;t even a moon really, not even a dwarf moon, it was a largish asteroid caught in orbit above Balva, barely visible by day, barely noticeable by anyone who didn&amp;rsquo;t know what to look for. It was that, beside a fluke of classification and zoning, that had saved it. It was the unr..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784742/</link>
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			<title>Lil nibbles</title>
			<description>Quantum entanglement. Sometimes pairs or groups of particles begin acting like one particle. Look at one and you could predict with perfect accuracy the movements of the other. The universe, Earth&amp;rsquo;s future scientists theorized, was made up of strings, weaving in and out of the fabric of realit..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784741/</link>
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			<title>Transterrestial Apsychic disorder</title>
			<description>Mars colonization, it was a dream.Until the children came.Then it became a nightmare.They named it transterrestial apsychic disorder.Beyond the earth, lacking a soul.~~~They looked like normal babies John thought. At first glance you would think they had souls - but then you began to notice how they..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784740/</link>
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			<title>Tea</title>
			<description>Txo Sighed. It had been a long day. When the tea shop first came into his hands, courtesy of his uncle, it had been a poor run down place. He could never have imagined turning paying customers away, but he had today, as he had for several weeks now. Everyone wanted tea.It wasn't just that everyone w..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784739/</link>
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			<title>A map remembered</title>
			<description>It began in the high mountains. It whistled through holes it had slashed high in the rock, and sent squirrels hurrying to their burrows and monkeys chattering to their nests. It raced down into the valleys, meeting and whispering shared secrets with the other winds it found there. Here people fled i..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784738/</link>
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			<title>In The Company of stones</title>
			<description>The year was young. The frosts were just fading into sunlit days. The snows were just uncrunching to begin their long trip downriver to the sea. The salmon were feasting up fat to begin their long journey upriver, and everything was beginning to uncurl and set aside their coats.   A hermit came ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784737/</link>
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			<title>On the price of donkey food.</title>
			<description>A folktale</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784736/</link>
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			<title>Grandmother earth is sleeping</title>
			<description>A myth</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784735/</link>
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			<title>All for the sake of the dance</title>
			<description>A fairytale</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784733/</link>
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			<title>Papa (as seen from 27 year old eyes)</title>
			<description>It's his birthday today, and I'm left remembering.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784732/</link>
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			<title>I am not a robot</title>
			<description>I am not a robot</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784731/</link>
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			<title>Soldevia, city of the gods</title>
			<description>For a self insert story written when I was eighteen - I think it turned out okay.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784730/</link>
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			<title>Leondea's verses</title>
			<description>In homage of Leondea, goddess of initiations.

Written when I was 19</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784729/</link>
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			<title>Leondea lady of light</title>
			<description>a peon to my goddess written when eleven</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784728/</link>
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			<title>Dance addict</title>
			<description>A song: rough audio recording here _________________________  You told me you wanted your Pan fix Man as drug, addiction dragging on But I just wanted to dance and fix The things I saw so very wrong  Double drugs should never mix Take some time between your fix I wanted to dance and you wanted me An..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784727/</link>
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			<title>Intension</title>
			<description>At three in the morning, a back massage turned erotic And breathing made erraticInforms you that she is rightAnd the tight tension you have been holding cries to be brokenAnd the only thing left is to kiss her to see what it&amp;rsquo;s like. At three in the morning it becomes clear You must stop trusti..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784726/</link>
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			<title>The peanut</title>
			<description>A true story</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Pan_Greenwood/2784725/</link>
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