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	<title>Fiction at Courage, my friend &#187; Random Dreams</title>
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	<description>by Chris Poirier</description>
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		<title>Dajoën</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 08:03:59 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Chris]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[Sleep had not come easily, that night, and I woke early—well before sunrise. The air was thick with a cold, grey mist, and in the dim light of dawn, even the trees around us seemed only dark smudges in the grey. My legs and back ached from the cold. The small clearing felt dead, and heavy. There was almost no sound, but for the occasional drip of water from needle to branch, and even that seemed oddly muted, as if [&#8230;]]]></description>
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		<title>What to Do</title>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 29 Jan 2008 10:10:11 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator><![CDATA[Chris]]></dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[There are few things more annoying than a blank page. It sits there, minute after minute, hour after hour, staring back at you, laughing. It was a cool night, and a gentle breeze was blowing, riffling the blank pages of the notebook that lay open on my lap. I was sitting out on my balcony, trying to write a short story. A large candle flickered on the window ledge beside me. I was staring off into the night sky, waiting [&#8230;]]]></description>
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