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Something strange is happening in Maio.
Obin, a Demon Hunter, works hard to keep on top of Maio’s Vampire population. However what should’ve been another routine job soon becomes anything but, thanks to the appearance of strange, feral Vampires. Meanwhile his step-father is busy training up Obin’s replacements, in preparation for them to be called on. br />
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Things get only worse, when they’re told they’re needed urgently in Mary’s Vail. Still trying to wrap things up with their current assignment, the inexperienced Jade is sent out alongside Obin, against his wishes, to quickly | |  | | Echoe
A part in 'The Next Heartbeat' should have been the chance of a lifetime, but strange accidents keep putting Echoe's life into danger. In a world of magic is it too much to believe she is cursed?
Choice can change everything.
As a Neeth Nymph in the world of Enchanted Breeds, Echoe Sweetcharm has acting in her blood. For her, however, this calling is blocked by her grandpatch and family patriarch, Allonzo, who tries to turn her chair into her curse.br />
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Despite him, she forges on, building her career as a writer and director, staying close to her dream. After Allonzo's passing, the stage pulls her once more, and she makes one more attempt to grasp her dream on the center-stage, auditioning for 'The Next Heartbeat'.br />
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Soon, however, she tru | |  | | Hyena Boy
Most life stories have people overcoming their demons. I'd just like to escape mine.
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There's nothing wrong with being different, it's wrong that people think there is.
And, in lots of ways, I am different. I’m too thin. My eyes are too dark. I breathe funny. I’m genius level smart… but I’d rather be an artist like Aunt Zelda was. Not that my parents like that much, since they’d rather I wasn’t ‘wasting my potential’. But the thing is, I don’t just love art, I’m seriously good at it too. Maybe not as good as Aunt Zelda, but still really good; even if it’s not always easy to get everyone’s colours right. br />
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That’s one of my secrets you know. The colours I see |
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In the End: Apocalyptic Poetry
by Debra Kraft
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 In the end they'll all be dancin'--all them ones that didn't die.... Dance with me in the shadows amidst the lightning and the thunder, and all that nu-cu-lar debris. See the big bang from the other side, and then open that cellar door. Go down into |
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