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  <author>
   <name>Jennifer Villiard</name>
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  <published>2012-10-13T13:18:52-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-10-13T13:18:52-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Burning Of Bones</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/874822/Jennifer-Villiard'&gt;Jennifer Villiard&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Action/'&gt;Action&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Drama/Romance&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 1,046, Reviews: 1, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;The darkness came first and then light swirled starkly to reveal the truth of the horror as to who we are. The world is far from perfect and I'm just one of those oddities. I admit that I can't control every part of myself but aren't we all just a little messed up?</summary>
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  <author>
   <name>Jennifer Villiard</name>
   <uri>http://www.fictionpress.com/u/874822/</uri>
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  <published>2012-10-13T13:03:34-08:00</published>
  <updated>2012-10-13T13:03:34-08:00</updated>
  <title>Heartless</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/874822/Jennifer-Villiard'&gt;Jennifer Villiard&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;Drama/Fantasy&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 1, Words: 4,020, Reviews: 3, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;Just because we are raised a certain way does not mean we have to follow in our parents foot steps. I left that life two years ago, standing up for something I believed in. And yet, my brother comes needing help after all these years. I am not sure I can let him fail where I could of helped him succeed. And god did I miss riding, with every part of my being.</summary>
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