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<title>Fiction Exchange | Search Tags | prince</title>
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<pubDate>Wed, 31 Dec 1969 18:00:00 CST</pubDate>
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<title><![CDATA[Rain and Sailboats and Dancing Lights]]></title>
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<pubDate>Thu, 09 Sep 2010 12:41:03 CDT</pubDate>
<dc:creator>ashleycr</dc:creator>
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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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