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		<title>Neva Cora &#8211; Part 4</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Author&#8217;s Note: If you want to read my commentary on this piece, I&#8217;ll leave it in the comments below. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Very few people of the Imperium owned a villa like Aelia and her family. Most inhabited apartment buildings, with each apartment housing an entire family in one big room, which they split amongst themselves as they [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2012/04/19/neva-cora-part-4/</link>
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		<title>Neva Cora &#8211; Part 3</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;A young woman fell into lockstep beside me as I left Aelia&#8217;s villa. I cast her a sideways glance, just long enough to see the outline of her face. She looked straight ahead, her lips pressed into a disappointed, or perhaps disapproving, expression. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Returning my eyes to the road ahead, I greeted her with some [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2012/04/02/neva-cora-part-3/</link>
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		<title>Neva Cora &#8211; Part 2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;Crutio whisked me out of the courtyard with haste and into the villa proper. The other guard, who must have been Crutio&#8217;s subordinate, came along with us. He said nothing of note, did nothing of note, and had an appearance neither pleasing nor offensive. He was the most nondescript person I&#8217;d ever met. With a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2012/03/25/neva-cora-part-2/</link>
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		<title>Neva Cora &#8211; Part 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[New to Neva Cora? Make sure you&#8217;ve read the prelude before reading this chapter! &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;“You’re sure this is the place?” &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;An affirming noise rolled from the back of my partner’s throat.. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;“You’re becoming quite the orator in your old age, Tullius.” I drawled. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;He grunted again. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;When a courier delivered an overfilled sack of struck [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2012/03/11/neva-cora-part-1/</link>
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		<title>Neva Cora &#8211; Prelude</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;The hound lay dead and bound on the forest floor. Its empty, amber eyes stared up at me from the earth, reflecting moonlight in their depths. A black, charred tongue lolled from its mouth. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;I heard its voice, screaming in my head. &#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;I AM HUNGRY, MORTAL THING. I WILL TEAR THE FLESH FROM YOUR BONES. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2012/02/25/neva-cora-prelude/</link>
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		<title>Fishing in Union Station</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I first moved away from home when I was seventeen years old. It wasn&#8217;t due to any poor living situation. It wasn&#8217;t forced on me. I wasn&#8217;t thrown out by my parents or anything of the sort. It was a completely voluntary decision based on ludicrous teenage romance and a desire for some modicum of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2011/12/11/fishing-in-union-station/</link>
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		<title>The charcoal man</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I&#8217;m not much of a dreams kind of guy. I have them, but I rarely remember them and put little to no effort into documenting them. There have been a few recurring elements to my dreams over my lifetime though, and those stick with me pretty well. I apply no particular meaning to them, but [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2011/08/25/the-charcoal-man/</link>
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		<title>Hey Alex, whatcha readin&#8217;? #2</title>
		<description><![CDATA[With all of the projects I have going on between WoW Insider, Nitpixels and my other writing, I haven&#8217;t had as much free time for reading as I&#8217;d like. I&#8217;ve also been watching more television since Game of Thrones started its HBO run. Work-related things are calming down a little and Game of Thrones has [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2011/07/01/hey-alex-whatcha-readin-2/</link>
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		<title>Oaths &#8212; Excerpt 1</title>
		<description><![CDATA[A few weeks ago I posted the beginning of a thing &#8212; this post a continuation of a thing, tentatively titled Oaths. The title will change if I ever publish this because Oaths just doesn&#8217;t roll off the tongue very well, but it&#8217;s apt for now. I&#8217;ve decided to post excerpts of what I already [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2011/04/28/oaths-excerpt-1/</link>
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		<title>Hey Alex, whatcha readin&#8217;?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I picked up a Kindle quite awhile ago and I realized I&#8217;ve never really mentioned what I&#8217;ve been reading on it. Considering this blog exists, it seems like something I should do, no? I&#8217;m not going to review any of these titles, just yap about them very briefly. The Dresden Files I eased myself back [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.alexziebart.com/2011/04/06/hey-alex-whatcha-readin/</link>
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