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		<description>The original writings of author M.R Steiner</description>
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			<title>Part 1: The day a subway chair ate me</title>
			<description>There are two worlds just out of your reach, one a place of magic and wonder, the other, a universe of science and power. Choose wisely, for you are the first.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1865278/</link>
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			<title>You are the first</title>
			<description>There are two worlds just out of your reach, one a place of magic and wonder, the other, a universe of science and power. Choose wisely, for you are the first.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1865276/</link>
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			<title>Septem Daemorum 1 : The ritual</title>
			<description>Nicola discovers that sneaking into a nightclub underage has its drawbacks. One of them being the discovery that a cabal of Vampires, Werewolves, Witches and Zombies are secretly running the world. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1863106/</link>
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			<title>Septem Daemorum (7 demons)</title>
			<description>Nicola discovers that sneaking into a nightclub underage has its drawbacks. One of them being the discovery that a cabal of Vampires, Werewolves, Witches and Zombies are secretly running the world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1863102/</link>
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			<title>A Royal Daughter </title>
			<description>In a city deep under the ruins of America, Lady Lucia lies awake at night in fear of what will surely be the worst day of her life, her wedding day.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1851484/</link>
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			<title>SkinJack</title>
			<description>Something is killing people in the bridge-city of Catra, it takes the flesh and leaves the bones. Only Investigator Cray can find out the truth. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1843410/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5: The Price of Sight</title>
			<description>March undergoes a procedure to help her see again, for a cost. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1838771/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Just an Old Man</title>
			<description>they took her eyes and left her for dead.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1838495/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3: Her whole world Blind</title>
			<description>the last girl alive isn't alone. Something is hunting her.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1838423/</link>
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			<title>File 404</title>
			<description>A very short story about the first test of a new kind of mechanized battle unit.

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1838074/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: March of the Vermin</title>
			<description>March, (the last girl on earth) always wanted a companion, just not one that wants to eat her alive.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1837975/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: A girl at the bottom of the world</title>
			<description>what is it like to be the last person alive?</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1837324/</link>
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			<title>The Eyes of March (past tense, third person)</title>
			<description>800 years into the future, Humanity is but a memory, only a single girl lives among the wreckage, or so she thought. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1837323/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 5: An eye in the Abyss</title>
			<description>Annika finally opens the green vial </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1834802/</link>
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			<title>A girl at the bottom of the world</title>
			<description>&quot;Humanity is a ghost. Another day another kill - strike from the sewage, grab and twist then throttle until dead,&quot;


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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1834317/</link>
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			<title>Eyes of March (present tense)</title>
			<description>&quot;Humanity is a ghost. Another day another kill - strike from the sewage, grab and twist then throttle until dead,&quot; </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1834312/</link>
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			<title>War Maidens pt 1</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;Death births it, hunger drives it. Man is the devil&amp;rsquo;s mother&amp;rsquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1827572/</link>
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			<title>War Maidens</title>
			<description>&amp;lsquo;Death births it, hunger drives it. Man is the devil&amp;rsquo;s mother&amp;rsquo;</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1827571/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 4: Death leaves Geneva</title>
			<description>And not a minute too soon</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1823711/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 3: The Pit and the Potato </title>
			<description>Assaults and fatalities at Geneva hotel</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1823707/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Toten</title>
			<description>Everything is about to change</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1823704/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: Tides of fear</title>
			<description>Soon I&amp;rsquo;ll be dead like the rest of them.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1823702/</link>
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			<title>Foreword and Warning </title>
			<description>foreword and a warning.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1823699/</link>
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			<title>Totenstein </title>
			<description>That which kills us makes them stronger.




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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1823698/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 2: Tragen kind</title>
			<description>The Tragen, an almost medieval society of animal human hybrids.
in this chapter March experiences them firsthand.
(reviews and help welcome) 
this one got a little darker than I intended </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1812173/</link>
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			<title>let my people go (flash fiction)</title>
			<description>A stay of execution is sometimes a death sentence. Something this man is about to find out.

(WARNING: foul language and depictions of execution) just in case you are easily offended.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1808476/</link>
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			<title>The 21st century slave</title>
			<description>dedicated to the governments and businesses of the world.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1808067/</link>
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			<title>you are the turds I bite down on </title>
			<description>a little poem based on a funny phrase my american friend used about the current political climate, one way or the other. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1806539/</link>
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			<title>you are the consequence (flash fiction)</title>
			<description>a story of love, madness, domestic violence and taps.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1806465/</link>
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			<title>dregs (Haiku)</title>
			<description>basically how I feel when I watch the news </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1806390/</link>
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			<title>The Post Master General (short story)</title>
			<description>Heavenly Post Master Generals son until return to sender done</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1806178/</link>
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			<title>Chapter 1: The Old Man</title>
			<description>Humanity is a ghost, another day another kill, strike from the sewage, grab and twist, throttle until dead.
full book Finished in rough draft
feedback appreciated, I just want to learn.

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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1801363/</link>
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			<title>The eyes of March </title>
			<description>Humanity is a ghost, another day another kill, strike from the sewage, grab and twist, throttle until dead</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/couincilmanZero/1801356/</link>
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