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 <title>FictionPress.com - Darhling's stories</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: Darhling</subtitle>
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  <author>
   <name>Darhling</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/511946/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-03-23T23:37:59-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-03-23T23:37:59-08:00</updated>
  <title>Living dead girl</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2493709/1/Living-dead-girl"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-03-23:story.2493709</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/511946/Darhling'&gt;Darhling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Horror/'&gt;Horror&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Horror/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 300, Reviews: 1, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;And so, and so I sit and stare. Watching the living dead girl, fascination sweeping over my senses as she lets souls mingle and fuck the stars cont.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Darhling</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/511946/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-01-22T22:38:39-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-01-22T22:38:39-08:00</updated>
  <title>Down The Rabbit Hole</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2466390/1/Down-The-Rabbit-Hole"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-01-22:story.2466390</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/511946/Darhling'&gt;Darhling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Romance/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 748, Reviews: 2, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;No, no, it wasn't an accident. It was a choice and now Alice's choice of the past is living, breathing Claire's future. Drawn to the one thing Alice used, the one thing that plays the past over and over again. Each image more distorted then the last.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Darhling</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/511946/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2008-01-06T01:09:26-08:00</published>
  <updated>2008-01-06T01:09:26-08:00</updated>
  <title>Cesele</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2459344/1/Cesele"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2008-01-06:story.2459344</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/511946/Darhling'&gt;Darhling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Romance/Angst&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 635, Reviews: 4, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Just a girl sucking a guy off. MF.</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>Darhling</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/511946/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2007-12-28T23:33:37-08:00</published>
  <updated>2007-12-28T23:33:37-08:00</updated>
  <title>Black, two sugars</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2455883/1/Black-two-sugars"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2007-12-28:story.2455883</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/511946/Darhling'&gt;Darhling&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Romance/'&gt;Romance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: M&lt;br&gt;Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 285, Reviews: 0, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;FF. Just a memory, of the past, present, and future.</summary>
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