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		<description>The original writings of author Ares</description>
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			<title>Chapter II</title>
			<description>Ares's fate is sealed...</description>
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			<title>One</title>
			<description>Ares gets the shock of a lifetime...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/1162912/</link>
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			<title>The Secret Society</title>
			<description>Urban Fantasy about a fifteen year old girl investigating the preternatural chaos swimming about the city, and how it is all connected to her unwarranted, enthusiastic neighbor. Yet it is in this apt </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/1162905/</link>
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			<title>Unrequited Love</title>
			<description>Nikolai hates school, but just might find a reason to start...liking it. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/698978/</link>
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			<title>Four: Stones and Statues</title>
			<description>The road to Sitorra was not what Lilith expected. Granted, everything she'd been previously told about the city of Stories was just that, stories, but still.....&amp;nbsp;Dry leaves crumbled to the ground and specks of dust and debris rolled with the wind. Mid morning it was and the sun had yet ..</description>
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			<title>Three: Maps, Books, &amp; Hairy Monsters</title>
			<description>&quot;Lilith!&quot; &amp;nbsp;The teen's surprise when she heard her name from Dee's lips was lost as the ground swallowd her whole. The man disappeared from her view, and she shut her eyes to keep the dirt and rubble from overtaking her vision. The pull on her leg stopped seconds after she fell through the..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/696831/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Three: Diesel Von Schwartz</title>
			<description>School that following Monday was...weird.First and foremost, Rap Hatcher, Solar City High's principal showed up at the orphanage doors with a large, toothy grin on his wrinkled face. &amp;nbsp;&quot;What do you want?&quot; I scowled at him. Anne was, surprisingly, no where to be found, so I had no choice ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/696807/</link>
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			<title>Two: Blonds, Burdens, and Distress</title>
			<description>The journey begins.....</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/696270/</link>
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			<title>Chapter Two: Bolts, Graves, and beady Red Eyes. </title>
			<description>Let me first begin by saying, that there are very few things that scare me. Anton hurt? Terrifies the crap out of me. I'd been stuck with the blond for so long, I wouldn't know what to do with myself if he wasn't ever by my side.Rap hurt? While it doesn't make my heart quiver as much as it wou..</description>
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			<title>One: Hunters, Bounties, and a friend named Revenge</title>
			<description>Revenge is sweet....even sweeter when hiring a bounty hunter.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/674601/</link>
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			<title>Tales Of a Grim Reaper</title>
			<description>To Whom it May concern:

Roses are Red,
Violets Are Blue,
Revenge is so very sweet,
And V.O.I.C.E.?  
I'm going to kill each and every last one of you....

Sincerely,
Lilith Terra Karter</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/673334/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One: Delinquents and Detention</title>
			<description>Detention will forever change the life of this teenage delinquent...</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Crissie30/669444/</link>
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			<title>Kronicles of Jaks</title>
			<description>Name: Jaksyn Kolette Champion.
Gender: Female.
Age: 14 yrs.
Occupation: High School Freshman,
	  Teenaged Criminal,
	  9th Scar of Tspar.
Confused? Don't worry, so am I...</description>
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