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<title>Fiction Exchange | Published Stories | Fantasy</title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 22:39:53 CDT</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Rain and Sailboats and Dancing Lights]]></title>
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<pubDate>Tue, 07 Jul 2009 22:39:53 CDT</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ashleycr</dc:creator>
<category>Fantasy</category>
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<description><![CDATA[My prince sits cowering, hands over his pointed ears, knees drawn up to his chest. All around him raindrops beat the earth like a drum, sending dirt pluming skyward. The motes of dust threaten to choke my faerie, and he shivers beneath a mushroom cap, teeth clenched as explosions in the sky meet with streaks of lightning. Minutes pass but to the prince time slows to a near standstill. The booms g<br/><br/>1 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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<title><![CDATA[The Katzenjammer]]></title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 18 Apr 2009 16:57:08 CDT</pubDate>
<dc:creator>aliurasky</dc:creator>
<category>Fantasy</category>
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<description><![CDATA[THE KATZENJAMMER<br /><br />"I have no spine; that's okay because I have an exoskeleton and big red claws." I spoke to the air around me and in front of the king who was seated across from me at the big table covered in perforated printer paper. <br /><br /><br/><br/>2 Vote(s) ]]></description>
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