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  <author>
   <name>Psychedelic Shadow</name>
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  <published>2011-07-05T17:41:08-08:00</published>
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  <title>Mask</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/719510/Psychedelic-Shadow'&gt;Psychedelic Shadow&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;Angst/Horror&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 416, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;alling, floating down to the ground. Colors blurring and mixing with the red. Soon the red soaked ground came close, and he smiled and let a few words cross his lips.  &quot;And neither is anything right.&quot;</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Psychedelic Shadow</name>
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  <published>2011-07-05T17:16:59-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-07-05T17:16:59-08:00</updated>
  <title>Dance</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/719510/Psychedelic-Shadow'&gt;Psychedelic Shadow&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: 393, Reviews: 2, Complete&lt;hr size=1&gt;It was simple, uncomplicated. Unlike his mind. Unlike everything around him. It was like the dance in fast forward, jumbled and twisted in a strangely disgusting way. He wanted more of the simplicity of the rain. So he began to Kill.</summary>
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