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			<title>The Old Wounds</title>
			<description>Chapter1. The Old Wounds King Velazar went on hisprivate room and every servant may see that he was obviously anger. Heunbuckled his mantle and threw it on the bad. Then he went closely to thewindow. The King thought feverishly about something. At the same time someoneknocked on the do..</description>
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			<title>Birth</title>
			<description>The Beginning</description>
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			<title>Kingdom of Dream</title>
			<description>There was a tale passed long times ago. There were wars and peaces, and life keeps running. History runs by helix, every moment in history is repeated, and now a new story begins in Kingdom of Dreams.</description>
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