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			<title>TITLE WORK IN PROGRESS</title>
			<description>Just something that I've been thinking of for a while </description>
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			<title>Bundle 1 -  Thoughts of a plantation worker</title>
			<description>A short extract of thoughts from a plantation worker. </description>
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			<title>Earth - The experiment</title>
			<description>Not my best piece of work, but I just thought it up and typed it.</description>
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			<title>Experiencing Summer</title>
			<description>A quick summary of summer - heh summary and summer</description>
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			<title>What Was It Like?</title>
			<description>What was it like? - inspired by real war events</description>
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			<title>Anger</title>
			<description>My thoughts on anger</description>
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			<title>Poetry describing Juliet from Romeo&amp;rsquo;s perspective:</title>
			<description>I did this a while back</description>
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			<title>Hear the war</title>
			<description>I can't remember writing this except the last two lines</description>
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			<title>A dragon's meal</title>
			<description>Knights and dragons :)</description>
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			<title>Death's Prey</title>
			<description>Started off with colours into something... dark.</description>
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			<title>Proud music of the storm</title>
			<description>Just a small extract from a real event. </description>
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			<title>Chapter two - The awakening </title>
			<description>There was a persistent and painful throb in his head, as Caleb slowly opened his eyes. The first, upon many things that greeted his eyes was the chaos of the fires blazing around him. Panicking, he hurriedly rose up and stumbled before he found his footing. Dead. All of them. The bodies of the dead ..</description>
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			<title>Hidden blade </title>
			<description>Caleb, a young cook's apprentice, everything was plain, everything was simple... Until a group of hired assassins raid his castle; with him being the only one alive... What will Caleb do now? </description>
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			<title>Chapter one - Night of the raid</title>
			<description>Chapter One - Night of the raidIn a clearing, near the outskirts of a vast forest, the trees shivered and danced in the pale moon light. A harsh wind was&amp;nbsp;blowing on the massive slate walls of Castle Brandoft. The wind howled and screamed and searched every single crack and nook that it could wr..</description>
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