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			<title>Arc II: Catching Stars - Ch. 09 - Barricade 14</title>
			<description>	The afternoon winds bite at my exposed skin. All of our exposed skins. I see my fellow workers shuddering, as I am, in the bitterly cold weather. We are packed together tightly here, though our proximity to one another does little to divert the chilling atmosphere. All of us are dressed in the same..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 08 - Interim</title>
			<description>	The room rematerializes. Its features have remained unchanged since the first visit. Despite the low hanging ceiling and cramped enclosure, it feels surprisingly spacious. Wispy tendrils of fog roll against the windows. Is the room moving? Or is it just a gentle breeze pushing the hazy clouds again..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 07 - Unconditional Love</title>
			<description>	Gently, I brush away locks of auburn hair from Hannah's dozing face. She's still sleeping, or should I say, she's still unconscious, and sitting limply in her chair. Her mouth is hanging open slightly, a line of spittle forming at the edge of her glistening pink lips. I dab it away with my finger, ..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 06 - Izanami</title>
			<description>	BEEP.	What?		BEEP.	What is that infernal noise?		BEEP.	Whatever it is, it's getting louder.		BEEP.	Where is it? Where is it coming from?		BEEP.	And louder still! Someone, turn it off!		BEEP.	I shot m..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 05 - New Kid on the Block</title>
			<description>	Isighed half-heartedly, passing an egg salad sandwich from one hand toanother with disinterest. Fifteen minutes into our lunch break andthe most I managed to stomach was three bites. Two and a half,really. I couldn't be bothered to put in the effort for the third. Myappetite had vanished,..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 04 - The Transfer</title>
			<description>	&amp;ldquo;Good morning, Miss President.&amp;rdquo;	&amp;ldquo;Good morning, girls,&amp;rdquo; I smiled to a group of fellow third yearson their way to class. 	&amp;ldquo;Mornin', President.&amp;rdquo;	I nodded affably to a second year making his way down to hisclassrooms. Homeroom would be s..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 03 - The Illustrious Student Council President</title>
			<description>	Music?	Strange.Who else would be here so early?	Myfootsteps echoed through the vacant hallways, only to be drowned outby the chorus of rapidly firing piano keys. The tune was familiar. Iknew this piece well. Deciding to take a quick detour, I passed thestaircase and headed for the..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 02 - Breaking Dawn</title>
			<description>	Life is a routine. A series of events predicated by a certain order,and the high point of any order is its beginning. From the beginning,everything else follows. In that regard, the morning is the mostimportant moment of any given day. The moment when the dawn breaksover the surrounding mou..</description>
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			<title>Arc I: The Demon on F-sharp - Ch. 01 - The Box</title>
			<description>	Shivering, I straddled a plain black box in my lap. My breathing cameout in gasps; I could hardly control it. The lump in my throat wasgrowing bigger and pulsing alongside my racing heartbeat. Dizzily, Ileaned my head against my bedpost. Cold sweat was beginning to formalong the nape of my ..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 00 - An Invitation</title>
			<description>	&amp;ldquo;Ah, a visitor. Welcome, welcome.&amp;rdquo;	The hooded figure remained in his seat, hunched over the only pieceof furniture in the room, a simple black table. He beckoned over witha motion of his frail, sickly looking hand.	&amp;ldquo;Please, have a seat.&amp;rdquo;	A vacant ..</description>
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			<title>DREAD</title>
			<description>In the year 2012, extra terrestrials make their first contact with Planet Earth. With it, the lives of five individuals become irrevocably intertwined. </description>
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			<title>Chapter 1 - City in the Clouds</title>
			<description>AHHHHHHHHChars: Claire WalkerPlot: Claire is on a plane to IC. She sees IC out the window and lands there. She at the terminal to leave the airport when she is asked by SF officials to go meet with the Admiral.&amp;nbsp;Storyboard:-Claire is on plane, airsick-Sees IC out the plane's window-Describe IC f..</description>
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			<title>(Un)breakable</title>
			<description>The rise of the Twilight Ascendant Council. (World of Warcraft)</description>
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