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			<title>Chapter Two: man in the desert</title>
			<description>Back at the temple, Umma sat over a great tome of the Ancients. She was looking for a passage, anything that could prove the gods were enemies of the Creator; that would solve everything, if she could find that the gods were to serve man, it would stop man from falling for the lies of the gods.  She..</description>
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			<title>Chapter one: The Man in the Desert</title>
			<description>I stood face to face with Azrael, a man-god. I had been summoned to his temple and knew that I had no choice but to obey his invitation because he was the cities diety and all believed that it was he that saved us from the barbarian attacks that swallowed the smaller cities; so, I went willingly, ..</description>
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			<title>Getting to know Charles</title>
			<description>I rested for an hour, letting the long ride pass through my mind; while I did, Charles read, lying on his stomach, his feet pointed toward the ceiling in a youthful way.  I thought of asking him what he was reading, because it seemed such an old book, , but I was so tired I slipped into a dream befo..</description>
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			<title>Going to school, getting away from the county</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;this is a serial novella, it's unfolding even to me, so lets ride together on a train to who-knows- where The Painting by Thad Presley&amp;nbsp;It all started as many other stories, my mother coming into the living room from the kitchen crying with her hankerchief held to her nose; and my f..</description>
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			<title>The Painting</title>
			<description>A student starts college and meets new friends, they are not sure about his style of painting, he has a knack for the sinister</description>
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			<title>Persistance of a plan</title>
			<description>Robert Samuel Wilkins ultimately burned his car the next morning. He burned it in his driveway and used gasoline to start the flame. When he lit the newspaper he looked at his watch and saw that it was 5 am. The volunteer fire team came to put it out at precisely 6:10 am. Robert demanded an investi..</description>
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			<title>The Invitation</title>
			<description>I didn't plan any of this and, in fact, we were planning a way to get away for people and practice my newly attained skill when she called us to the curb.&amp;quot;Don't pull over I told him,&amp;quot; screaming from inside, I knew she didn't hear me and only saw him, but I didn't want her to get in.She..</description>
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			<title>Absence of plan A</title>
			<description>This is a novella following the events of a man who invites evil into his life</description>
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