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			<title>Part 2: Chapter 6</title>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
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			<title>Of Stars</title>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
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			<title>Of Stars and Whales</title>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>PLAY THIS WHILE READING MY FRIENDS!

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			<title>Part 2: Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Part 2Chapter 5	It was dark outside, the sun had fallen below the mountains and awakened a black mass upon the world. Lora lay in a grassy field, gazing at the starlit sky and the billions of stars it housed. She wondered what was beyond the dark barrier separating them from those twinkling stars. I..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>My double stared deep into my eyes, a fogginess in his eyes that seemed unsubstantial to realism. My soul spoke in this relished moment, my heart pounding from my own being to his. His moist eyelids seemed to be a manner of distinguished falsity, but they were REAL, and alive.When I was a freshman i..</description>
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			<title>5 Lives</title>
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			<title>One Man's Soul Version 2: Chapter 1</title>
			<description>This is a new version of One Man's Soul in a different type of setup as the other; I want to see how this works...it will not be the same story.</description>
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			<title>One Man's Soul Version 2</title>
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			<title>Part 2: Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Part 2Chapter 4	Lora stood shaking, gun in hand. She felt lost in the darkness and distant from her surroundings. Tension within the large room had ascended to a high degree.	&amp;ldquo;You have two options, young one. Kill this man or face the seven trials I am placing upon all the People. If you shoot..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Prologue&amp;ldquo;He did it Jack. It was him.&amp;rdquo; Irt said, his face compressed and serious. 	Irt&amp;rsquo;s black cape whipped to and fro with the raging wind, his snow-white beard looking like an icy blizzard. His eyes were stern and cold, yet wielded a fire within them that satisfied a burning gleam..</description>
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			<title>The Syrronial Path</title>
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			<title>Part 2: Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Part 2Chapter 3	&amp;ldquo;Keep moving!&amp;rdquo; Sharpe cracked, his metallic voice rasp and pulverising. He poked Lora in the back with his sharp fingertips. The sun stabbed Lora&amp;rsquo;s eyes, but she couldn&amp;rsquo;t move her hands to cover her face from the burning light. 	&amp;ldquo;My masters will be most ..</description>
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			<title>Part 2: Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Part 2Chapter 2	&amp;ldquo;I&amp;rsquo;m getting out of here this morning, Lora.&amp;rdquo; S.Z said.	A loud breeze whistled by. The clocks struck 3 AM, and Lora could feel the dreariness within her spreading throughout her body and infecting everything with a lethargic virus, making her sluggish and weak. S.Z ..</description>
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			<title>Part 2 Chapter 1</title>
			<description>MassDeath Day!</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 9</title>
			<description>Chapter 9	Lora looked to the right and to the left. She saw Rick and Gruffy, with their gang of Loonies gathered round. She saw the Pinches. She noticed Gus, Goyle, Flynn, and Phil standing around, shadows in the day. And out of the corner of her eye she saw S.Z with Tammy. Lora noticed Tammy was on..</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 8</title>
			<description>Chapter 8	It was the year 2073. Yes, this was also known as the year Mars was found to occupy sure signs of life. But not long after, of course, all exploration and other such acts were long forgotten, and were turned to a distant past. But for Lora, a particular day of 2073 was vivid, yet dark, in ..</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 7</title>
			<description>Chapter 7	What a day. S.Z is a confusing man...I just don't get it. Anyway, MassDeath Day is tomorrow, and I honestly don't know what side I'm on. Last year S.Z and I hid in this underground hideout we discovered for MassDeath Day. But I don't think I want to do that this year. This year, I think I'..</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 6</title>
			<description>Chapter 6In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth. &amp;nbsp;Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters. And God said, &quot;Let there be light,&quot; and there was light. God saw that the light was good, and he..</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Thank you! I'm very excited to share this chapter!</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Thank you!</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter 3	Many years back government had instilled a sense of fear within us, and their complete control held us accountable as well as kept us from abomination. But now there isn&amp;rsquo;t a care in the world, and the government we once thought of as iniquitous and cruel has left us in a situation mu..</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter 2	&amp;ldquo;C&amp;rsquo;mon, we&amp;rsquo;re getting out of this joint, Lora.&amp;rdquo; S.Z said.	Lora nodded even though she didn&amp;rsquo;t quite understand why. &amp;ldquo;Alright, S.Z. I trust you.&amp;rdquo; She responded. 	They exited through the back door and began making their way through the mucky asphalt g..</description>
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			<title>Part 1: Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter 1	Lora Zacks gazed up at the black, ominous sky, nothing on her mind besides why she had heard what she&amp;rsquo;d heard. Who were the two men in the black coats, and what did they want with S.Z Write? It was midnight, and a full moon shone brightly in the dark sky. The empty streets were quiet..</description>
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			<title>Introduction</title>
			<description>Thanks for reading! This is in fact an introduction to a novel. Haha...I'm working on several new ideas at once. Thank you for your time, have a great day.

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			<title>One man's soul</title>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter 1	&amp;ldquo;And...#411!&amp;rdquo; Tyre, a redhead with muscular features, announced devilishly, putting the attending Zobbs in uproar. A short, chubby faced Zobb with stringy, white hair winced in horror, every ounce of his face filled with terror.The weekly Pluck had been completed, and #411 woul..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>	PrologueOver infertile lands and dusty paths, and under the constantly drifting, blood-red sky and burning sun, Zobby #776 ambled along through the thin dirt amidst many other Zobbies and Zobbas to the Prine. Just for clarification, a Zobby is a male, whereas a Zobba is a female. #776 had dark, red..</description>
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			<title>Burn</title>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter 3	Yes. A long time ago, on the Planet Earth, there lived a man. But now Owen Hurst was dead, and Brent lounged in a cushiony chair contemplating the mind blowing reality. There were living things on a planet called Earth. But where is this Earth? &amp;ldquo;It must be incredibly far away.&amp;rdquo;..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter 2	&amp;ldquo;Look, I know you don&amp;rsquo;t want to see me right now, but I really need to tell you something!&amp;rdquo; Brent pounded on his parent&amp;rsquo;s front door, but still they ignored him. It was the day after Old Irt&amp;rsquo;s visit, and Brent hadn&amp;rsquo;t slept well at all the night before. 	..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Size is an illusion: the opinion of larger beings towards Proth people will be largely different than that of smaller beings. </description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>PrologueA long time ago, on the Planet Earth, there lived a man. Now, of course the question you are wondering is, &amp;ldquo;What exactly is a man?&amp;rdquo; Well, technically, a &amp;ldquo;man&amp;rdquo; is an alien of sorts, but these creatures can also be referred to as many things: a sinner, a deceiver, a car..</description>
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			<title>Through Voids of Darkness</title>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>The journey begins.</description>
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			<title>I lived</title>
			<description>Short story</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Chapter 5	&amp;ldquo;Ok, Hornan&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; Gun said, opening the book to the first page. &amp;ldquo;This is the story of the creation of the three treasures. But to be completely honest, Hornan, I&amp;rsquo;d say they&amp;rsquo;re more like the three corruptors.&amp;rdquo;	Hornan nodded. &amp;ldquo;Go on.&amp;rdquo;	&amp;ldquo..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Chapter 4	Gun returned to the hut the next morning with a man by his side. This man was a sorcerer, and his name was Faramond Ivey. 	&amp;ldquo;Up and at em, Hornan! I got you a trainer!&amp;rdquo; Gun yelled to Hornan inside the hut. 	When Hornan walked out of the hut he saw a middle-sized man with a black..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter 3	Gun stuffed the book in his shirt, and eyed Sharpe. The large clock on a tall tower rang midnight, and the brilliant moonlight shone upon the ghastly creature. 	&amp;ldquo;So, you&amp;rsquo;re a big fella, aren&amp;rsquo;t you? You should have more common sense, eh?&amp;rdquo; Sharpe&amp;rsquo;s voice creaked..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter 2	Hornan Droverson lay still in the cold, completely overwhelmed by his surroundings. This was not all, for he was being watched. Watched by the creature Venkemith Sharpe, the vile being wretched down to every last toe. Shorter than even the average Wabblot, he wore a black cloak, his sharpe..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter 1	Under the discomfort of the scorching summer sun, within the small town called Mogbottom,and in a crowded arena filled with thousands of fans, two male Wabblots were centered in the middle, dueling the contender. Everyone in the crowd was a Wabblot as well; or, in the simplest terms, a sho..</description>
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			<title>Hornan Droverson</title>
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			<title>10 Holes</title>
			<description>	&amp;ldquo;Once in a tiny village not far from here, there was a problem. Animals had started dying off, one by one. In the morning their owners would see them lying outside with 10 holes in their chest. The people thought it was the work of their neighboring town, Byrotton. Then, one night a man by th..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>I fell into a deep sleep immediately. Oh my, it was unbelievable. I had never slept so fantastic in all my life. I dreamt of crashing waves, palm trees swaying in the wind, high arking mountain ranges that meet the clouds, and relaxing beside a rushing stream. Then, I am flying high, rain drops cras..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>The first chapter of this unbelievable story.</description>
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			<title>I Lived</title>
			<description>Wilton Steen is a lovable homeless man with a strong personality. Follow his path to self discovery.</description>
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