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		<title>The Bloody Bridge</title>
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		<description>The skeletons of trees line the banks of a dried river. An old, wooden bridge stretches from bank to bank, the ropes turned to thread. Many slats are missing and so is the life that should be here. On side of the bridge is a ghost town, long since abandoned. On the other side is a flat plateau, waiting for your herd.</description>
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			<title>.:P.A.I.N.F.U.L.B.E.A.U.T.Y:.</title>
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			<dc:creator>Kornari</dc:creator>
			<description>The delicate femme of gilded coat danced through the mists of the ghost town, her hooves ringing out in a hollow beat across the bridge. Mustang nares caught the scent of others here, and she continued towards the scent. She had become lonely atop the Peaks which she had claimed as her own, so she had sought the company of others.



Eyes of ebon pierced the foggy 'scape, looking for any sign of life here among the shadows. Her long, lithe pillars moved easily from wood to soil in her passing,  ...</description>
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			<title>How.to.be.a.liar.</title>
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			<dc:creator>Blasen</dc:creator>
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Hushed, gentle, the slight creature moved softly across this foreign loam, her pallid, rose-bruised forehooves testing the ground in what was a fidgeting shift of weight almost akin with a hop or dance. Fracture's gaze swept expectantly across the surrounding domain, which seemed all but empty, though it took the discerning senses no more than a few seconds to note the recent signature of a strange stag. Her orbs thin and almost the exact hue of liquid chocolate, the young fae glanced around  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 14:07:19 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Devil's Reject</title>
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 Yours Truly

Devil's Reject



 Signed in Blood

Thoroughbred Cross



 Stained Forever

Ghostly



 Heightened Apparaition

16hh



 Marked With Such

None



 Designed to Be

Brute



 SHE Has the Power

W i n t e r





It was ironic really, that Reject was now in possession of the Devil’s own turf. After all, wasn’t he just supposed to be another reject? I guess he underestimated our very own this time. His dark lips twisted into a mocking smirk as he laughed  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 03 Apr 2008 22:36:53 GMT</pubDate>
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