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 <title>FictionPress.com - Silvertress's stories</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: Silvertress</subtitle>
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  <author>
   <name>Silvertress</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/169727/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-03-07T12:54:45-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-03-07T12:54:45-08:00</updated>
  <title>Dream of sales</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/169727/Silvertress'&gt;Silvertress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Fantasy/'&gt;Fantasy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 2,370, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Dreams and fantasies are memories. A person can give these up for gold. Dreams can be sold. A person can disappear if all the dreams of them are sold. Joseph is trying to disappear.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Silvertress</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/169727/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2006-03-23T06:52:04-08:00</published>
  <updated>2006-03-23T06:52:04-08:00</updated>
  <title>Knock First</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2138503/1/Knock-First"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2006-03-23:story.2138503</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/169727/Silvertress'&gt;Silvertress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Supernatural/'&gt;Supernatural&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;General/Fantasy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 2,239, Reviews: 4, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;&quot;They say death is always behind you or around the next corner. The chill down your spine or that fast blur in the corner of your eye, which you just can’t focus on...The cause of all of that is next to me, in my kitchen eating a turkey sandwich.&quot; R&amp;R</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Silvertress</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/169727/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2003-12-25T06:32:46-08:00</published>
  <updated>2003-12-25T06:32:46-08:00</updated>
  <title>Seasons</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1480441/1/Seasons"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2003-12-25:story.1480441</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/169727/Silvertress'&gt;Silvertress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K&lt;br&gt;General/Poetry&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 474, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;This is a christmas poem I wrote as a present.  R&amp;R Might get you in the spirit</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Silvertress</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/169727/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2002-10-17T18:09:51-08:00</published>
  <updated>2002-10-17T18:09:51-08:00</updated>
  <title>Silent Tears</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/1018501/1/Silent-Tears"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2002-10-17:story.1018501</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/169727/Silvertress'&gt;Silvertress&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/poetry/General/'&gt;General&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K&lt;br&gt;Angst/General&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 563, Reviews: 10, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;I wrote this when my Mom was going through depression. Take a peak if ya want. It's my first stab at poetry. Basically my feelings about it.</summary>
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