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		<lastBuildDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 05:59:14 GMT</lastBuildDate>
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			<title>Summer's Farewell</title>
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			<dc:creator>Jennet</dc:creator>
			<description>This particular post was written the week of September 10, 1456 (2008) just after the coup that left my beloved and I outside the gates of the Wolves of Sherwood site. I am still not exactly sure what high crime I committed but it must have been something truly heinous like independent thought or something equally abhorent to the current leadership. As I have now been totally banned from that site, I post it here for archival purposes and for the curious.



Summer swung easily from the back  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 05:59:14 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>[PRP]Searching for Herself</title>
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			<dc:creator>LiaRK</dc:creator>
			<description>ooc: Thank you to Wayland and Jennet for giving me a space to RP my jounery here, to find who Lia is. Feel free to read....but unless you are named or interacted with, please do not post.



It was nearly midnight, the moon sat high in the sky. Lia hadn’t been sleeping, but reading by candlelight. The trip had been hard on all, Jez and Erila at odds, word being sent that she had been nominated for Regent, and the stress of being again with her husband after being apart for so long. 



Lia  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 25 Sep 2008 16:38:08 GMT</pubDate>
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