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	<title>Nothing But Xie &#187; Poetic License</title>
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		<title>Another Below Par Masterpiece: Issue #2</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 29 Aug 2007 16:20:14 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Lost and long ago... I dreamed of violet skies, And luscious fields of green. All is lost, All is gone. It seems so long ago... I whispered in the evening winds, Of treachery bound deep inside. All is lost, All is gone. What must have been a lifetime ago... The world was new, conjecture excepted, [...]]]></description>
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  Lost and long ago...
I dreamed of violet skies,
And luscious fields of green.
         All is lost,
         All is gone.
 It seems so long ago...
I whispered in the evening winds,
Of treachery bound deep inside.
         All is lost,
         All is gone.
 What must have been a lifetime ago...
The world was new, conjecture excepted,
Unquestioningly, contently - bewitched by time.
         All is lost,
         All is gone.
 A shadow of time long, long ago...
In the innocent twilight of my youth,
I slipped on memories - vast seas of hope betrayed...
     Forever lost and long ago.</pre>
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		<title>Another Below Par Masterpiece: Issue #1</title>
		<link>http://xielanthia.com/2007/08/22/another-below-par-masterpiece-issue-1/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 22 Aug 2007 00:55:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Xie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[The winds howl in the black shuddering night Holding you in her arms is Pandora&#8217;s delight A carnival of hearts A festival of amusements Her wicked grin in reply to you commandments The Devil, she entices You can keep no secret, she knows all your vices A wicked grin erupts from her blood stained lips, [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center"><font color="#600000"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="font-family: lucida grande"><span style="font-size: 85%">The winds howl in the black shuddering night<br />
Holding you in her arms is Pandora&#8217;s delight<br />
A carnival of hearts<br />
A festival of amusements<br />
Her wicked grin in reply to you commandments<br />
The Devil, she entices<br />
You can keep no secret, she knows all your vices<br />
A wicked grin erupts from her blood stained lips, sinisterly she cackles<br />
Stalking and circling like a pack of jackals<br />
She knows the battle of your soul she has already won<br />
You&#8217;re lost alone within a fiery sun</span></span></span></font></p>
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		<title>Xhyanne&#8217;s SWG Story: The Unforgivable AFK</title>
		<link>http://xielanthia.com/2007/08/18/xhyannes-swg-story-the-unforgivable-afk/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Aug 2007 00:31:51 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Xie</dc:creator>
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		<description><![CDATA[I wrote this a little over three years ago. This was inspired by one of my favorite SWG toons, Xhyanne &#8216;lanthia, and it is written in her point of view. At the time she was a very hot headed, stubborn little BH. Eager to take her place among the elite BH&#8217;s in the Intrepid galaxy, [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<blockquote><p><font color="#600000"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 85%"><span style="font-style: italic">I wrote this a little over three years ago. This was inspired by one of my favorite SWG toons, Xhyanne &#8216;lanthia, and it is written in her point of view. At the time she was a very hot headed, stubborn little BH. Eager to take her place among the elite BH&#8217;s in the Intrepid galaxy, as well as prove her worth in her mother&#8217;s eyes. I hope you enjoy. <img src='http://xielanthia.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </span></span></font><a href="javascript:void(0)" onclick="return false;" tabindex="10"><span></span></a></p></blockquote>
<p><span style="font-size: 100%"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 100%">After coming back from a long hunt I decided to step into the local cantina to rest my weary bones for a few moments. I slowly walk to the back of the cantina and take a seat in one of those private alcoves. As I listen to the band play I relax and close my eyes letting my battle fatigue melt away. I quickly notice a musician playing the same few notes over and over again. Like a broken record..no flourishing&#8230;no nothing.</span></span></p>
<p>I get up figuring it was a new musician just starting out. Maybe I could help steer the guy in the right direction. My mom was, after all, in the famous band &#8220;The Def Stars&#8221;. As I walk up to him I realize that I was wrong. He was not a novice&#8230;he was a master! He was AFK and not even macrotaining. To my utter astonishment I realize I recognize this guy &#8211; it was someone the founders of DEF were considering for membership.</p>
<p>I stare in total and complete shock at his face. The world around me comesinto sharp focus. All I see is his cold blank stare with a deafening &#8220;Whooornal!&#8230;&#8230;Whooornal!&#8221; from his playing Starwars1 on the chi horn. The sound itself was driving me insane. It was like nails on the chalkboard. Then when I think I can&#8217;t take it anymore&#8230;..</p>
<p>SNAP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</p>
<p>I grab him by the scruff of his neck and drag him out of the cantina. I throw him face first into a nice big pile of torton poodoo. He so conveniently becomes ATK at the best possible moment! Yeah you guessed it, when his face was buried in that huge mound of juicy&#8230;Ok I am getting a little carried away&#8230;</p>
<p>&#8220;What the hell is wrong with you ?!?&#8221; he screams.</p>
<p>&#8220;Did you really think you would get away with it ?&#8221; I said calmly.</p>
<p>&#8220;Away with what?! WTF?!&#8221; he yells.</p>
<p>I stare at him silently</p>
<p>&#8220;&#8230;.I was only AFK for a moment!&#8221; he argued as he flailed, &#8220;if that!!&#8221;</p>
<p>I slowly and methodically pull out my LLC and point it at him. Fear was etched on his face. &#8220;So&#8230; do you want to do this the easy way,&#8221; I said evilly, &#8220;&#8230;or the hard&#8230;&#8221; A look of terror comes over his face. He turns from me and bolts. &#8220;&#8230;I was hoping you&#8217;d say that.&#8221; I said in a dark voice.</p>
<p>He was running for his life, but little did he know it was pointless. I already had him. For a moment there was no sound. Then&#8230;.BOOM!!!&#8230;CRACKLE!!!&#8230;the first shot goes off. His whole body freezes for a split second and then he falls to the ground with a thud groaning all the way. I casually walk toward him. He scrambles to his feet slipping several times. He was trying over and over again to runaway, but he is slower this time.</p>
<p>Still walking towards&#8230;&#8230;silence&#8230;.BOOM!!!&#8230;Crackle!!..shot two goes off. His body jerks and convulses a little but he is able to stay on his feet this time. He slowly turns to face face with a pleading look on his disgusting face.</p>
<p>But it&#8217;s too late. BOOM!!!&#8230;..CRACKLE!!&#8230;.hiss&#8230;..</p>
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