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                <title>The Memoirs of Amelia Stone</title>
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                <pubDate>Sat, 12 Dec 2009 20:25:54 PST</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">The Memoirs of Amelia Stone</media:title>
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                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Amelia Stone stood in a large earthen room below the people that would ultimately change her Fate. She smacked her inner thought maker. Of course these people wouldn't change her Fate, nothing can. To a proper Lithen, thoughts like these never float in, but then again, Amelia Stone was not what would be considered proper. She refused to subject herself to philosophy that she should just lay down and let Fate take care of everything. The way she saw it, Fate provides the opportunity, it's up to the person to reach out and grab it. She also didn't subject herself to being called Amelia either; only Amy. Â Â <br />Amy's attention was brought  ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ So I wrote this kinda sorta for  but mostly for myself. We were discussing her "Nii Hood" thing and she asked if I wanted a character. I finally decided make mine a Lithen, since I was obsessed wit... ]]></media:description>
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                <title>Pull the Plug</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 04 Aug 2008 08:06:23 PDT</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">Pull the Plug</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Life Stories">literature/prose/fiction/lifestories</media:category>
                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ She walked down her street after coming back from a last minute band practice before their Â <br />first concert. She was playing air drums and could here every perfect beat in her head. Â <br />Â <br />ÂHere it is the big solo.Â She thought as she closed her eyes. It was a flying combination of sixteenth notes to combat the bassÂs triplets. ThenÂ Â <br />Â <br />Light. Â <br />Â <br />And pain. Â <br />Â <br />Excruciating pain. Â <br />Â <br />Inexplicable pain. Â <br />Â <br />Pain that made her wish she were dead. Â <br />Â <br />-- Â <br />Â <br />She woke up to the rising sun casting long shadows down her street. She didnÂt hurt ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I might edit this and make it better. I doubt I will because I'm lazy, and I have so much on my mind, and I'll never get around to it, blah blah blah. But you get what you get, and you got this. ]]></media:description>
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                <title>Origin of the World</title>
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                <pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 16:42:00 PDT</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">Origin of the World</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Humor">literature/prose/fiction/humor</media:category>
                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Some people say that God created the world in 6 days. Â Â <br />This is wrong. Â Â <br />Others seem to think that itÂs all because some infinitely dense cosmic egg blew up like Nagasaki and weÂre the aftermath. Â Â <br />This is also wrong. Â Â <br />The world was created exactly 5024 years ago (thatÂs 3016 B.C. for all those who canÂt do math), in exactly 3 hours and 23 minutes, by Tom. Â Â <br />Tom works for Genesis Co. Â Â <br />He creates worlds. Â Â <br />To date, Tom has created exactly 23 worlds, all of them successful. Â Â <br />All of them, that is, except for this one. Â Â <br />He ha ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ This is something I did for school awhile ago. We had to write a myth on the origin of something and I choose the world. I was reading Good Omens by Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett (which is awesom... ]]></media:description>
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                <title>Kiwi Fable</title>
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                <pubDate>Mon, 12 Jan 2009 16:46:25 PST</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">Kiwi Fable</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Children and Teen">literature/prose/fiction/children</media:category>
                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ One day there was a Kiwi who was tired of eating worms. He saw Woodpecker drilling a hole in a tree with his beak, and went over to him. Wood chips were flying from where he was pounding into an already good sized hole. ÂWoodpecker, Woodpecker! Teach me how to eat out of a tree like you!Â ÂOkay, follow me.Â So Kiwi and Woodpecker found a small tree for Kiwi to practice on. ÂAll you have to do is hit your beak on the tree until youÂre deep enough to find the grubs.Â Woodpecker hit the tree a few times to demonstrate. ÂAlright, you try.Â Kiwi squared up in front of the tree, reared back, and smashed  ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ We had to write a fable in World Literature.Mainly posting this for critique. I want to know ways in which I can improve, so constuctive critisism is always appreciated. ]]></media:description>
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                <title>Silence</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2009 19:00:10 PDT</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">Silence</media:title>
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                <media:category label="Open">literature/poetry/nature/open</media:category>
                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ It is winter. Â And though I sit in the snow as bare as the day of my birth, Â I feel no cold. Â I breathe and the air clouds before of me. Â Snowflakes dance like petals in a breeze. Â I am calm and at peace. Â All my fears are taken by the wind. Â All my worries are absorbed by the earth. Â And for a moment, Â I am a timeless creature. Â Connected to the countless generations before me Â Who have closed their eyes Â And heard the earth breath Â And felt its heart beat in time with their own. ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ I wrote this late at night a long time ago. I don't know what kind of mood I was in when I wrote it, but I found it today at thought it was still good (or at least not horrible). So I thougnt I mig... ]]></media:description>
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                <title>T'hy'la</title>
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                <pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 08:48:53 PDT</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">T'hy'la</media:title>
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                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ ÂDo not grieve AdmiralÂ it is logical.Â Â Â <br />What ever it was that was so logical, Jim would never know. Â Â <br />ÂThe needs of the manyÂ outweighÂÂ Â Â <br />The needs of the fewÂ Â Â <br />ÂOr the oneÂÂ Â Â <br />SpockÂ Â Â <br />ÂI have beenÂ and always shall beÂ your friend. Live longÂ and prosper.Â Â Â <br />NoÂ Â Â <br />Kirk pressed his hand to the glass as he watched Spock slowly fall. Only Spock could pull off sliding down glass with dignity. Kirk pressed even harder; willing his hand through the glass so he could t ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ So I stayed up until 3 in the morning watching The Wrath of Khan. That ending scene was sad before I started watching the series. But watching it again and knowing the relationship between the char... ]]></media:description>
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                <title>Kiera Phyllis Anderson-Part I</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 21:53:04 PDT</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">Kiera Phyllis Anderson-Part I</media:title>
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                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Six year old Kiera walked along side her dad through the visitor complex on the planet Vulcan. Her mom was away at a colony for the next few weeks, so her dad had to take her along to his job as an ambassador. They were off to meet the Vulcan ambassador Sark (or thatÂs what Kiera heard) and his son, Spock. Kiera was excited and nervous about meeting this Spock. Apparently he was her age, but that didnÂt guarantee that they would get along (parentÂs always seemed to think that if two children are of similar age, then they would be automatic friends. Idiots). Â <br />Â <br />Kiera was interrupted form her musing on how stupid adult ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ So here's part one of my Star Trek OC's story. I'm not happy with how it's written but whatever. Here ya' go.I'm going to be uploading it in parts/sections/chapters becasue it's long (16 pages in 1... ]]></media:description>
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                <title>Kiera Phyllis Anderson-Part II</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 23 Aug 2009 22:03:34 PDT</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">Kiera Phyllis Anderson-Part II</media:title>
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                <media:rating>nonadult</media:rating>
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                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ Fourteen year old Kiera stood in front of the food processor in the room she shared with her mother and father in the visitorÂs building on Vulcan. She finally decided on some maple and brown sugar oatmeal. The food processorÂs door opened with a slight pneumonic hiss, revealing her still steaming synthesized oatmeal. Â <br />Â <br />She took the warm bowl and plopped down on the couch and pushed the play button on the TVÂs remote. To Kill a Mockingbird started playing. This was KieraÂs favorite of the old Earth movies. Scout bugged her to no end, but she always redeemed herself by the end. And she really admired Atticus, pr ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Same thingamajig as before.Crappy ending is less crappy. Tell author what you think!Zits will exist in the future. It's just one of those unescapable constants of life.Constructive criticism =  ]]></media:description>
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                <title>Farewell</title>
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                <pubDate>Sun, 30 Aug 2009 22:40:36 PDT</pubDate>
                <media:title type="plain">Farewell</media:title>
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                <media:credit role="author" scheme="urn:ebu">Melusedek</media:credit>
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                <media:text type="html"><![CDATA[ ÂI wish you didnÂt have to go.Â Â Â <br />Nero looked up from his hand, which was placed on his wifeÂs pregnant belly, to her bright amber eyes. Â Â <br />ÂWeÂve been over this; I donÂt have a choice, I have to go.Â Â Â <br />Ariennye sighed, bending her head down to look at her growing womb. She placed her hand on top of his, the calluses of her fingers betraying the delicate grace of her hands. Her message was clear: if he left, he wouldnÂt be back in time to see their childÂs birth. Â Â <br />Nero brought his free hand up to cup her cheek. He lifted her head, running the pad of  ]]></media:text>
                
                                <media:description type="html"><![CDATA[ Written and submitted in one sitting so I have no idea on the quality. I'm not done with it completely, but I thought I might as well post it since all I have to do is make some minor adjustments.T... ]]></media:description>
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