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		<title>The Shadow of the Dawn | WritersCafe.org</title>
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			<title>chapter 5</title>
			<description>AsI walk through the hall to my locker I feel two sets of eyes constantlywatching me. I start getting my books when I hear &amp;ldquo;Hey man I just heard you gota date&amp;rdquo; Joe says standing behind the door of my locker. I let out a small laugh&amp;ldquo;yeah, seems that way&amp;rdquo; I say clos..</description>
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			<title>On the hunt</title>
			<description>On the hunt they fly,On wings of silent grace,On the hunt they fly,All knowing, all seeing,On the hunt they fly,Over the fields,On the hunt they fly,Where not a blade of grass moves,On the hunt they fly,Through the forest,On the hunt they fly,Where not..</description>
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			<title>If an Angel appears </title>
			<description>If an Angel appears before you,Held out his hand and said &amp;ldquo;come join me, I&amp;rsquo;ll show youwhere the heavens meet the earth&amp;rdquo;Would you take his hand, and let him take you away&amp;nbsp;If you take his hand, he would fly you over the mountains,over the rivers and over ..</description>
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			<title>chapter 4</title>
			<description>Chapter4...WhenI wake up I feel better then I have in days, I jump out of bed and stretch myarm up high. &amp;ldquo;Yourawake,&amp;rdquo; I spin around to see me uncle sitting in the corner of the room with astrange look on his face.&amp;ldquo;Whatare you doing in my room at th..</description>
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			<title>i stand before</title>
			<description>I stand before the golden gates,Watching the others sing and play,In my care they play&amp;nbsp;I stand before the dying Watching as the souls leave there bodies,Into my care they come&amp;nbsp;I stand before the battles of warWatching as the brave fight and fallI..</description>
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			<title>let your heart call out</title>
			<description>i will stand by you as a guardian</description>
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			<title>chapter 3</title>
			<description>Chapter 3The sun starts to rise up over the mountain, shining in throughthe window waking me from a dead sleep. The words I had heard in the visionwould not leave my mind, &amp;ldquo;Yourawakening draws closer my child, and when it takes place you must remember thepast, to fight the comi..</description>
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			<title>God Took You</title>
			<description>there is grace in words</description>
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			<title>A light in hell</title>
			<description>this is a story that me and a friend throw back and forth trying to find which one would run out of things to say first</description>
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			<title>Falling from grace</title>
			<description>As the sun starts to rise over therolling hills. As the light hits his white wings, a tear starts form on hisface as he holds the lifeless body of his love. Several large gust of wind blowacross them, followed by the sound of wing beats. &quot;Look at what yourbetrayal has done, it has cost y..</description>
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			<title>chapter 2</title>
			<description>Chapter2Afterthe bell tolled the halls were a mass of bodies all trying to get out ofschool. I made it to my locker and collected all my needed books. I step backand closed the door of my locker Troy was standing behind me as I turned around.&amp;ldquo;Thatwas some catch,&amp;rdquo; ..</description>
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			<title>chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chapter 1 My name is MichaelLupus at age 13 I find out that my mother and godfather were both killed in acar accident. My father went missing. I was shipped halfway round the world tolive with an uncle that I didn&amp;rsquo;t even know I had.At age 15 thingsstarted to change, I grew ..</description>
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			<title>prologue</title>
			<description>Prologue A man who looked noolder than 20 stood atop a giant tree in the centre of a huge forest, watchingthe moon rise. When the moon had reached its peak, the man&amp;rsquo;s eyes flashed agolden colour as a smirk moved across his face and he said aloud, &amp;ldquo;Time for thehunt to begi..</description>
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			<title>A Moonlit Curse</title>
			<description> i am a hunter, forever blessed with the task of hunting my cursed bothers. Lost in a world I never thought even existed. Haunted by memories of all who have come before me. my name is Michael lupus</description>
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