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			<title>Standing with the Dead</title>
			<description>The camp lanterns burned one by one, brought to life by one of the soldiers. Their flames shook when the wind entered their small encampment. It played, tossing them back and forth, before completely&amp;nbsp;smothering them.By the time Ember left his tent, nearly all the flames had been murdered by the..</description>
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			<title>Stone Steps</title>
			<description>On a path, small and forgotten, a lone place waits.It is surrounded by a lake of green, stone walls hide it from sight.Forever separated from people.It waits within the forest for one human.One curious human.The trap was already set.Enraptured by faith, the human would fall into a sleep so deep.And ..</description>
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			<title>Mistaken Intentions</title>
			<description>Mia Shelton was suffocating, her body so stiff and cramped the thirty-year-old was nearly certain she'd never walk again if she got out.If.She pushed back a sob and tightly closed her eyes. This was how it was going to end? All those nights of dreaming for an exciting life were cruelly answered. It ..</description>
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			<title>Suicide Lullaby</title>
			<description>A song is sung in dead of night,Soft in morbid delight,And with a numbed&amp;nbsp;tongue,Hoarse&amp;nbsp;voices sing the ageless lullaby.</description>
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			<title>The Ghost and the Goblin</title>
			<description>His bare feet dangled over the edge of the cliff. The sky was clear, giving him a clear view of the fields below. It was a different&amp;nbsp;field, a different clear sky, and, as he watched, he felt a longing for the field and sky he knew. He wasn't sure when he came to the new place. All he could reme..</description>
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			<title>Untold Stories</title>
			<description>A collection of flash fictions and poems. Most are responses to challenges and prompts, some were inspired by a stray thought or a dream I found interesting. &amp;copy;2017 Cover created by the talented An9el.</description>
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