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 <title>FictionPress.com - LittleSleepySheep's stories</title>
 <subtitle>Story feed for writer: LittleSleepySheep</subtitle>
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 <updated>2013-05-25T12:48:19-08:00</updated>
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  <author>
   <name>LittleSleepySheep</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/688257/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2013-01-15T17:08:47-08:00</published>
  <updated>2013-01-15T17:08:47-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Extraordinary Lives of an Extra Ordinary Man</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/3092423/1/The-Extraordinary-Lives-of-an-Extra-Ordinary-Man"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2013-01-15:story.3092423</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/688257/LittleSleepySheep'&gt;LittleSleepySheep&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Historical/'&gt;Historical&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: K+&lt;br&gt;Friendship/Tragedy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 2,452, Reviews: 0, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;Just a short story one-shot. Liam McKenzie has lived a decent life. Or, at least her has until now. How was he supposed to know that war would take so much away from him? And why did he have to go and do something so stupid?</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>LittleSleepySheep</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/688257/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2011-07-03T18:23:00-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-07-03T18:23:00-08:00</updated>
  <title>Lie Lie Butterfly</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2928561/1/Lie-Lie-Butterfly"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2011-06-30:story.2928561</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/688257/LittleSleepySheep'&gt;LittleSleepySheep&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: T&lt;br&gt;Fantasy/Supernatural&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 4,194, Reviews: 3, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Desire for what cant be had. Its a distinctly human trait. But what about those that arent human? What about those forced to wear human faces. those who are exiled because theyre neither this or that? What about us? Does that trait apply to us as well?</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>LittleSleepySheep</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/688257/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2011-03-20T08:31:32-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-03-20T08:31:32-08:00</updated>
  <title>Madam Madman</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2900657/1/Madam-Madman"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2011-03-20:story.2900657</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/688257/LittleSleepySheep'&gt;LittleSleepySheep&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: T&lt;br&gt;Fantasy/Adventure&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 3,619, Reviews: 4, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Amabel has had a fairly nice life until now. But everthing has fallen apart and her fate is now in the hands of the accient fae courts. As if that wasnt enough, it seems like the only person who cares about her is a boy she once thought was her brother!</summary>
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 <entry>
  <author>
   <name>LittleSleepySheep</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/688257/</uri>
  </author>
  <published>2011-02-26T10:57:42-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-02-26T10:57:42-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Court</title>
  <link rel="alternate" href="http://www.fictionpress.com/s/2894571/1/The-Court"/>
  <id>tag:fictionpress.com,2011-02-26:story.2894571</id>
  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/688257/LittleSleepySheep'&gt;LittleSleepySheep&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: T&lt;br&gt;Romance/Fantasy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,838, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;I've always had a gift. Or at least thats what they tell me. But as far as I'm concerned I would rather do without it. Anyone on the outside would say it was great, wonderful! But you don't live with it or Them. I do. And it's nothing but a pain in my ass</summary>
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