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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2010 03:58:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[This is an almost novella-length short story that I wrote as a request on deviantART a few years ago. I&#8217;ve broken it up into pages to make it easier to take in 20 000 words worth of writing at once, but otherwise it&#8217;s still in the state it was in when I first wrote it, [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=58&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[The silver glowed white, the light coming from beneath the surface of the stone itself as though the core was molten and trying to burst through.  It was a critical point, one that had failed him every time merely because of the precision involved while moving to the next step, and Eldon couldn’t stop the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=54&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<description><![CDATA[Amaralia watched the flag fluttering in the wind, giving a sigh and shaking her head sadly as she approached it.  With great care she reached up and slid the dangling emblem from the rod supporting it, her hands giving the slightest tremble as she carefully folded the cloth and tucked it away in the pocket [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=51&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Jan 2010 03:15:20 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[He swore this would be the last time. He swore the same every time he poured the oily red mixture across the floor, creating a circle to work within.  When he’d been younger, the words came to his mind even more often—when he was going about his daily routine, for instance, letting his mind rest [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=46&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Jan 2010 04:01:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;Why&#8217;s snow white?&#8221; eight year old Tamara asked, looking hopefully up at her grandmother, bright blue eyes begging for a story. &#8220;Because it reflects back all of the colours of the rainbow, duh,&#8221; her older brother, ten year old Steven, answered, cutting across their grandmother even as she opened her mouth to speak.  &#8221;You watched the [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=36&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 01:56:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The holiday rush.  Two months of absolute ear-torturing hell for anyone unfortunate enough to be working in the retail sector, especially if they weren&#8217;t high enough on the totem pole to have any control over what music was piped into the stores.  Birgitta hadn&#8217;t thought, after last year, that she would ever have to go [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=32&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Haute Couture</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 18 Dec 2009 21:02:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The party was very posh, very haute couture, and very, very boring. Why he’d been contracted here, Brian couldn’t really understand. He’d heard the rumours, of course. The whispers flying around the office that tonight’s “special guest” wasn’t like the rest of the patrons here. He thought he might be grateful for that, really. The [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=25&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Brown Eyes</title>
		<link>http://achels.wordpress.com/2009/12/11/brown-eyes/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Dec 2009 00:00:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;You&#8217;re Imagining. You may leave,&#8221; he grunted, gruff voice carrying across to the small-and young, barely more than a child-woman standing in the middle of the field.  The woman blinked her eyes open and stared at him, her blue eyes bright with confusion.  He merely shook his head and directed her with a point of his finger [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=15&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 05:00:16 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Arranging the fairies on her desk, just so, had become something of a pre-work ritual.  The pewter figures had to be placed absolutely perfectly, lest the one out of place distract her from getting any work done, leaving her to instead try and arrange the figurines into their placement once again. It happened often.  She&#8217;d fiddle with [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=12&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Victim?</title>
		<link>http://achels.wordpress.com/2009/10/23/victim/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 23 Oct 2009 00:00:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[She found it hard to find words for everything she&#8217;d experienced that day.  Perhaps it shouldn&#8217;t have been overly difficult-she had been present, after all, to witness it-but no matter how often she relived those final moments, she still couldn&#8217;t call forth the terms that might make another understand. And relive those moments she did.  [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=achels.wordpress.com&amp;blog=10994581&amp;post=4&amp;subd=achels&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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