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Secrets of the Lost Guild.

Posted by Logan
      What to do with everything after a relative has died is a strange sensation. The funeral had been over a week and there was a whole house full of material things to deal with. Danny had loved to play in his grandfathers attic as a child. There were books and clothes and trinkets of all sorts to play with. There had always been my grandmothers hope chest that had been kept locked all those years. Danny had never asked what was inside. He only assumed there were grandmotherly things that he had never had an interest in.

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Posted on: 8/19/2008 at 9:42 AM
Categories: Fiction
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Future Boy

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     Rifts in time and space were the result of centuries of abuse of testing Teslas theories. Random in nature, these rifts floated around, sometimes in the air, sometimes on the ground and there was no way to see them coming. 2359 was the year that they started, that was over a hundred years ago. There have been many vanishings since.

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Posted on: 8/19/2008 at 9:38 AM
Categories: Fantasy
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Swansea

Posted by Logan
     The U.K. was a beautiful place in the spring time, and the most beutiful place to me is Swansea.

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Posted on: 8/19/2008 at 9:36 AM
Categories: Drama
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The Vacation

Posted by Logan
     At twenty four years old Tom thought he knew what he needed to. A new graduate of college and starting his first job in the fall, Tom had some time to kill. "Europe", he thought.

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Posted on: 8/19/2008 at 9:34 AM
Categories: Comedy
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Life of Racing

Posted by Logan
     As  child, my father would take me to the dirt tracks of North Carolina to watch what I thought were old beaters chasing each other around the track. Some time as a young teenager it finally took and I was hooked.

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Posted on: 8/19/2008 at 9:31 AM
Categories: Action/Adventure
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The Miracle

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      As I sit here today,

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Posted on: 8/14/2008 at 8:16 PM
Categories: Spiritual
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Planet of Light

Posted by Logan
     There was hardly any sound on the freighter as it moved at hyper light speed on it's destination to deliver it's cargo of worthless trinkets to Armagon: a planet of trading and treachory.

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Posted on: 8/14/2008 at 8:13 PM
Categories: Sci-Fi
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The Summer of 1985

Posted by Logan
     Twenty three years ago, I was seventy five pounds lighter, a non smoker or drinker and I had no worries: I had just graduated high school and was making plans to go off to college.

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Posted on: 8/14/2008 at 8:11 PM
Categories: Romance/Love
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How I Lost My Daughter

Posted by Logan
     Looking back, it wasn't that hidious of a divorce, or so I thought.

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Posted on: 8/14/2008 at 8:10 PM
Categories: Non-Fiction
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The Lost Bible

Posted by Logan
     Aunt Ruby turned 102 years, three weeks before she died. On her birthday, she gathered the few remaining families members she was still close to for what I now know, she knew was her last.

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Posted on: 8/14/2008 at 8:08 PM
Categories: Mystery
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