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		<title>Mac and Grave's World (MackenzieGael and Icey Grave)</title>
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			<title>Goodbye to Shrewsbury</title>
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			<dc:creator>MackenzieGael</dc:creator>
			<description>As the above was never actually finished... suffice it to say that Mac and Aasha became friends. About a month later it is time for Mac to leave.....





She was packed and ready to go. Almost that is. Pulling tight the cinch to Crusher's saddle and securing the bundles on his back she reached up to pat his shoulder, fingers running softly down his side. She had one more stop to make. The large house at the end of town that was now Aasha's. She knew not if the lass was home but meant to leave  ...</description>
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			<title>A Traveling Visit</title>
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			<dc:creator>MackenzieGael</dc:creator>
			<description>This story takes place in Shrewsbury, Staffordshire beginning Sept 27, 1456





Her hand slid down the silky black coat of the tall stallion's back but her eyes were lost in the grain of wood opposite his back. It'd been forty five days since leaving Beeston. A moon had come and pass and the days were beginning to have a cold chill in the mornings. Did she miss home or was she content traveling? Aye, it was fun visiting new towns, seeing the scenery of countries so unlike her own. Shrewsbury  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 28 Sep 2008 06:17:42 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>A Grave To The Grave</title>
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			<dc:creator>SirJulienDelval</dc:creator>
			<description>Grave sat in his tent, eyes closed, forearms resting on his knees. It was all over. The Wolves were gone from his life. The Lady Inanna, who he had known since she was a girl, passed into shadow. Mackenzie Gael, she of the tumbling auburn hair and beautiful flashing eyes, away traveling who knew where. Anthem, his horse, off running in the forest somewhere. Hrunting he had cast into freezing waters of the river along with his sword belt and locks of long grey hair.



He felt the pain in his  ...</description>
			<category>Mac and Grave's World (MackenzieGael and Icey Grave)</category>
			<pubDate>Wed, 01 Oct 2008 20:33:04 GMT</pubDate>
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			<title>Grave's Campside</title>
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			<dc:creator>MackenzieGael</dc:creator>
			<description>Mac clamped her lips against the shriek that threatened to erupt when he lifted her from her feet. He'd caught her off guard, innocently, but enough to scare her. It had been years since anyone had carried her, but the emotions that coursed through her body were unlike anything she'd ever felt before. Smiling she studied his profile in the fading light. While riddled with scars, the face underneath was handsome. One she imagined women fawned over at the French court. Now, with the soft sheen  ...</description>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 31 Aug 2008 20:01:36 GMT</pubDate>
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