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		<description>The original writings of author Magalea</description>
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			<title>Magick</title>
			<description>What it feels like to be sensitive to the aura of things and how i kind of feel my way through the world</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>As the night grew thin and all were asleep Magalea relived the nights events in vivid detail. Something was amiss though. In her dream as she turned to face her handsome partner she found him much changed. The face before her had ram horns and an inhuman stare. He smiled at her with predation as a h..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description> Xander watched the exchange with glowing jealous eyes. In those moments he hatched a plan to reveal himself to his rose with great haste. He stalked her like a predator to prey as she wandered in the forest a while, until at last the time was right.She had stopped beneath a goliath Rowan tree to ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>The&amp;nbsp;instantthat the wind had turned back to the cold wind of winter a man began shoutingthat his flask had gone missing, distracting Maggie from discovering hersuitors identity. She did however now notice the shawl he'd draped around hershoulders, one finer than she'd ever owned before...</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; After&amp;nbsp;themen were asleep a girl of about fifteen tiptoed out of her wagon. She paddedsilently to a small outcrop of rocks on the beach and climbed atop them to lookout at the calming waves. She hugged her knees and thought about the old mansstory, if there could&amp;nbsp;acctu..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1 The story teller</title>
			<description>It was a brisk early winters night on the shore of Connemara.A bright full moon glistened over the dark churning waves as a group ofTravelers sat around a dinner fire. The threat of winters first snow permeatedthe air with its crisp scent and eerie stillness, demanding that its presencebe kn..</description>
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			<title>The wind that shakes the barley</title>
			<description>This is a fantasy/Historic fiction piece based in World war 1 Ireland and surrounding the IRA and its founding. The story is  a work in progress </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Emberwillows1914/1725078/</link>
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			<title>The raven angel</title>
			<description>A poem written for my boyfriend and how he came into  my life</description>
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