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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>I didn't think, didn't even bother to assess the situation as I leapt forwards. It was a fatal mistake on my part. All that mattered was that my pack was in danger, and no amount of self-risk would stop me from going to them.&quot;You wouldn't dare,&quot; He snarked, trying to put up a facade of strength for ..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/788027/</link>
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			<title>No idea yet.</title>
			<description>There is a reason for everything that we do. In the world of the Halcyon, blood, loyalty, and purpose is everything they've ever known. The wolves are bred to fight. </description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/788016/</link>
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			<title>The River Crossroads</title>
			<description>&quot;Kaliskia! Come back!&quot;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Kaliskia, on the contrary, was encouraged only to run faster at the sound of her mother's call. The wind whipping at her already tousled alabaster fur, she raced along through the woodland. She knew the direction without thinking, because she had been..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/686530/</link>
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			<title>Cyfrine and Keydric</title>
			<description>I'll finish this later, promise. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685735/</link>
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			<title>She loves me not</title>
			<description>A portion from one of my latest stories that I may or may not post on here. ^^</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685720/</link>
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			<title>The Flames</title>
			<description>A flashback of images running through my mindMy house, burning against the skyLooking down at my little sister as she stood on the roofShe waves her hands about, begging me to help her&amp;nbsp;I reach out my hands to pull her from dangerI have replayed the memory in my head so many timesA..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685709/</link>
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			<title>The Coldest Summer</title>
			<description>Every day, I look in the mirrorI see myselfAnd what I look like to othersWith my signature hoodie and wristbands&amp;nbsp;They think I'm trying to start a new trendThe real me?Hiding behind what they think I amThey think I'm like them&amp;nbsp;I could never be caught up in such vanityW..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685706/</link>
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			<title>What You Don't See</title>
			<description>A short peom that I'm planning to elaborate on eventually. Kind of.. sadish. ^^</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685703/</link>
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			<title>The Dancing Colours</title>
			<description>A peom written for entry in the contest 'For the Seasons' by Therene. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685695/</link>
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			<title>Lie to me</title>
			<description>This poem was inspired by the song 'Just a Dream' by Carrie Underwood. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685682/</link>
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			<title>Last to Fall</title>
			<description>Meh.. A small portion of wolven violence. :)</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685677/</link>
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			<title>Dying in the Flowers</title>
			<description>Okay, so this poem was inspired by a picture that I found, which you can see.</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685600/</link>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>I kept my eyes wide open, despite the rain hailing down on my face. I stood with my arms outstretched, relishing the touch of every droplet of water that landed on my skin. My eyes slowly drifted closed, and I allowed the rain to drown out the remnants of my tears. A gust of cool wind plowed into my..</description>
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			<link>http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/ShayneWinchester/685591/</link>
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			<title>Exaltation</title>
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