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			<title>Rune's Drift - Book 3</title>
			<description>This is a scene from the story I will probably never write.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 14</title>
			<description>Brent soon found, Fuin was a fun but dangerous friend. He loved to bend rules and do all sorts of reckless things. But with his help Brent was making more friends. They now had a little gang. Fuin was the leader of course, than there was Magor whom Fuin had forgiven for befriending Brent, Brent hims..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 13</title>
			<description>&quot;Farewell, Fuin&quot; whispered Brent softly as they embraced.Fuin's grip tightened for a second then he let go and stepped back. &quot;Must you go?&quot; he asked for the fifth time.&quot;I wish to know what has happened since I left. Besides, I don't belong here and I never shall. You may love this hot rocky land, bu..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 12</title>
			<description>Oran glared at the two boys who stood before him. Brent looked slighlty nervous but Fuin was glaring at him through narrowed eyes. Oran sighed and rose from his chair. &quot;So let me get this straight. You two and Arlan stole over the wall and went swimming at four to five in the morning. Arla..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 11</title>
			<description>Three years had passed. Three years of studying hard and enduring the suffering the Runen teachers loved to pile upon their students. Brent could now ride a horse at full gallop, read the the tracks of man and beast, how to light a fire, to cook, some of the basics of healing and much more. He would..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10</title>
			<description>Brent had fitted straight in with the other boys. Mainly thanks to Magor. Magor had taken Brent under his wing and had beaten any kid who had insulted or bullied Brent. He had taught Brent how to use his fists and eventually even Fuin had come to accept him, though not in a friendly way. And Brent h..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9</title>
			<description>Borris was rudely awoken by someone shaking his shoulder. He looked up, his eyes swollen from crying. Bryne was staring down at him, cheeks stained with tears. Borris rose to his feet. &quot;Bryne, what are you doing here? I left a note on the wall saying where I was.&quot;Bryne sobbed. &quot;I didn't see it, the ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 8</title>
			<description>Borris and his two younger brothers were huddled in a damp cave. They had lost Lord Gregor's men long ago. Borris's only fear was if they set dogs on their track. He sighed as he glanced at his brothers. Bryne and Kent were fast asleep. Borris envied them. He was tired but sleep would not come. He c..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7</title>
			<description>Brent was awoken by the sounds of voices. The voices were young and masculine. Because they were speaking in the common tongue, Brent could understand them. He kept his eyes shut, pretending he was still asleep. He listened carefully. &quot;What on earth is he? He's too dark for an Eastern and his hair i..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Brent clamoured up the hill, pausing every now and then for breath. As he stopped forthe tenth time, he heard a voice call out to him. He looked up to see a young man climbing down towards him. He waited until the man was just above his head.&quot;Ah hoy there stranger, need a little help?&quot;Brent ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Oran glared at the two boys who stood before him. Brent looked slighlty nervous but Fuin was glaring at him through narrowed eyes. Oran sighed and rose from his chair. &quot;So let me get this straight. You two and Arlan stole over the wall and went swimming at four in the morning. Arlan hit hi..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&quot;Lord John, come teach this boy a lesson please.&quot; The figure who had being watching them in the corner, came over to stand by the king. Gregor took a whip from his belt and handed it him. Brent's eyes widened slighty and he gave a small shudder. He had seen many floggings in Rhuven and..</description>
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			<title>Stuff</title>
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			<title>For Scarlett</title>
			<description>Trouble SleepingTrouble ConcentratingLoss of appetiteAngryFrightenedDon't Care AnymoreDistrustfulDepressedCuttingSuicidalDrinkingConfusedWithdrawal.Low self-esteem and self-worth.Emotional instability.Sleep disturbances.Physical pain without cause.Suicidal ideation,..</description>
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			<title>Bit and Pieces</title>
			<description>Brent turned to his brothers. &quot;Are you with me?&quot;Borris put a hand on his shoulder. &quot;We are always with you, brother&quot; he replied.Brent looked at Bryne. Bryne smiled.&quot;For always and forever.&quot;for ever and for alwaysFor Ever and For AlwaysA Quest for HappinessOut for RevengeUntil..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Rosalina ran down the stairs, her golden locks flowing out behind her like a river of gold. Her blue eyes sparkled with joy for today was her tenth birthday. She was hoping her father had taken her hints and had bought her a pony. Ever since Rosalina could walk she had wanted a snow white po..</description>
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			<title>Itsy Bitsy</title>
			<description>Rosalina dreams of getting a pony for her birthday. She is very disapointed when instead she recieves a young boy for a slave. Disapointed and angry she gets the slave in trouble which earns him a beating. Filled with remorse and guilt she apologises and befriends the boy. But when she embarasses he..</description>
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			<title>The Princess and her Whipping Boy</title>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>Brent didn't know how long he wandered through the dark forest. It seemed like hours and hours since he had seen his family fall. He was exausted but fear drove him on. Every now and then he would glance over his shoulder to see if soldiers were following him but he never saw anyone. Night..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>Lucy was shocked. No, it couldn't be. She wouldn't believe it. Then she heard it. 	The sound of hooves. She turned and saw a group of horsemen ride into the yard. They stopped and two of the soldiers swung off their horses. Lucy looked up at them and shuddered when she saw the leader. It was L..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Three days had passed since Edward had left for town. It was a day ride there and back so they were now expecting him anytime. The boys were in the front yard playing ball except Brent who was sittting on the ground with his dog. The dog's name was Brute and it suited him perfectly. Brute ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>&quot;Brent, quit poking me&quot; yelled Borris shoving away his younger brother. Brent sighed and moved away. &quot;I'm bored&quot; he muttered gloomily. &quot;Well, sad for you&quot; replied his brother without much sympathy. Brent glared at him. &quot;Well it's all your fault. If you hadn't been so careless with that axe,..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>Lucy was hanging the newly washed clothes to dry when she heard one of her sons wailing. Sighing, she left the washing and walked over to the woodshed where half the boys were. They heard her coming and all turned to face her. Her second eldest son Bryne was holding the youngest of the famil..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>The knight strode through the silver halls and entered a large room. It was empty of furniture except for one stone table that stood in the middle of the room. On the table was a large crystal that showed the earth. Standing over this crystal and humming to herself was the Queen. The soldier..</description>
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			<title>Prolouge</title>
			<description>The road was empty and an eery silence filled the air. The birds no longer sang. It was as though they knew the kingdom had fallen and that the king lay dead. Sadness filled her as she watched the scene.&amp;nbsp; In the distance she could see the town burning. The Elgassens so brave and strong ha..</description>
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			<title>The Swordsman from the West</title>
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