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      <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:26:33 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Freddie</title>
         <author>18bullfc22</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mulhof1_1/pzbriqd75mct/wish/214882220</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Ice covered the crooked world. Buildings had fallen left and right. The musky air filled all around. Disgust plagued everyone's faces as they looked around at the darkened world around them.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Maxim</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The ground had fallen from beneath us, this once proud but humble city stood tall for as long as I could remember. Now it is covered by the rubble of what it once was it felt eerily quiet nothing but the howling winds could be heard. Unlike before the roaring engines of cars and colossal trucks were not to be seen or heard.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:28:45 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Dip</title>
         <author>18beuradd2</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The silence between the child and her young father was broken by the bombardment of questions of the young man's daughter, "When are we going to reach sanctuary?", "How much longer do we have to walk, my legs hurt.", "Can we take a break?". <br><br>Her father sighed, "Honestly, I don't know, but we should keep moving, it isn't safe". The two treaded miserably through the snow, for what it seemed to be hours. <br><br>BOOM. BOOM. BOOM. <br><br>The two scurried towards the nearest hint of cover to shield them from the furious storm. "I'm gonna be dead before this damn storm subsides" muttered the father bitterly. "Sorry about that honey.", The father apologised, "I shouldn't be using that language with you".  Suddenly, there was a blinding light accompanied with a sudden strike of lightning</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Nick </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>As we get closer and closer to home, the coldness surrounds the air. The falling of the buildings echoes throughout the entire city. Buildings were tall and stood with pride, now crooked, destroyed, shrivel towards the ground </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:29:05 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ginnie</title>
         <author></author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mulhof1_1/pzbriqd75mct/wish/214882269</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>The air stings with familiarity, yet the unexpected silence eerie and uncomfortable. Ruins are all thats left of our town, our home. News spread awhile ago of the tragedy </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:29:10 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Charlotte </title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>He walked towards the bright city lights, slouching his back and dragging his legs. "Can this be real?" he whispered to himself. He hadn't seen any sort of civilisation in weeks. </div>]]></description>
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         <title>Sean - Narrative</title>
         <author></author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Before&nbsp;they come home.<br><br>Before the workers come home. Their faces flush with memories, their eyelids wet with tears, their shoulders hunched with weights from ages past. Their livelihood obliterated, their homes crushed under the titanic struggle of peoples, their sacrifices for their homeland.<br><br>Before the medics come home. From the arctic tundras of northern Asia to the grasslands of central Europe, they have been exposed to far more than what they could have imagined when they still resided in their homes. Though the continual conflict&nbsp;has seen mass suffering on a scale unheard of by humanity, they answered to the call with a heart of compassion, aiding their fellow man and healing the people, yet back home, of these qualities, there remain none.</div>]]></description>
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         <title>Lucy</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It was a phone call that brought me back to my birthplace. The monotonous voice at the end of the phone declared the death of my parents.<br><br>"I'm terribly sorry for your loss"<br><br><br></div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:29:11 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>James - Narrative</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>“Bring out yer dead!” yelled Pop. He rung the bell once more. “Let’s go home” stammered Geralt. “We’ve got a job to do, son” murmured Pop. The snow was like icy daggers, piercing through their skin. “Bring out yer-” “Pop, look!” yelled Geralt. Amid the smithereens and devastation, a young boy was hung on a telephone wire. They both looked in shock. “Cut him down, Geralt”. Somewhere along the beaten path, they had made a wrong turn.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:29:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Lewis</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The ruins are all thats left. Destruction is left behind from the devil. Memories of destruction come running back. "STOOOOP!" I scream. I see my lifelong home. Destroyed. Nothing left behind, but the memories. I walk inside expecting nothing at all. I'm right, of course. James walking in behind with a soft sad look on his face. I walk towards him and comfort him. We have nothing, except the sleigh. We set up camp with our few belongings. The small fire we made gets flushed away. The cold air rushing&nbsp;through the small doorway. The small fire we made gets flushed away.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:29:13 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Alex</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>A blistering cold wind winding through the ruins of fallen building, freezing everything. Rubble scattered the ground like shattered glass. Destroyed buildings lean over me, threatening to fall. Silence all through out the city, only pierced by the crackle of snow under my feet and the wind's crys.&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:29:14 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Sami</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The journey had gone well so far. There was only a  a few hundred meters left to go before we reached our destination. I shivered as a blast of icy wind blew past me, making my grip tighten on the handle of the sledge. We had come across a lake,  </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:29:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Jason</title>
         <author>yiuk1</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/mulhof1_1/pzbriqd75mct/wish/214882415</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>The once glorious city has tumbled down to a ghost town in one night. The human civilization seemed to be gone for good. Imagined sounds of explosion rang in their ears, taking their steps slowly, yet cautiously.&nbsp;<br><br>A spell seemed to be casted over the whole city cursing the city with eternal snow and wind. The heart of the tall figure and the slightly shorter figure seemed to be frozen just like the whole city. Just pure coldness. Just pure hopelessness. Just pure negativity.<br><br>"Can you take the sledge for now?" whispered the shorter figure with a high pitched voice, breathlessly. The taller figure with a hoarse voice replied, "Well, that's some homecoming, innit? Hope our family and friends are fine" as he took the sledge from the woman.<br><br>They kept walking, until...</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:30:15 UTC</pubDate>
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         <author>18beuradd2</author>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:30:19 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Nicole</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>Narrative<br>They approached the destruction of the apocalypse that they used to call home. They stood and they looked. No One could move so they stayed , no one spoke so they were silent. Everything was destroyed. All but one.<br><br>The snow would have looked beautiful at this time of year. But everyone was too cold to enjoy anything, too surprised. It had been weeks since they left. Finally they come home but nothing is left. All but one.<br><br>All but one...</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:30:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Nikki</title>
         <author></author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>"How much longer? My feet are getting tired! I can't even feel my fingers anymore!" The child's whines echoed across the lifeless buildings. He dragged his sledge behind him, heels kicking it with every step he took. "Just a little longer boy." the old man huffed, he soon had enough of the boy's complaints. As the pair continued to walk through the demolished pathway, their footsteps got heavier, boots sinking into icy, grey snow. When they looked towards the dying sky, lightening struck in the far off corner disrupting the town once encapsulated by silence.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:30:42 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Prompt</title>
         <author>mulhof1_1</author>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:31:39 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Alex</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>&nbsp;Narrative<br>They had arrived, The once vibrant city of Praven was now a desolate wateland. Nothing could have prepared them for this. The streets they played on, the houses they stayed in and the Communists they killed. </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:31:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Georgina</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>The ice crushed like glass and sand paper against our thick rubber soles. Tumbled buildings, curious dark corners. We didn't know how long we had been gone but by the looks of things, it was longer than it felt. Cold air stroked our faces like acid covered feathers. the deeper we went into the rubble the more I stared to </div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:32:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 02:33:37 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[ silence encapsulated]]></description>
         <pubDate>2017-12-11 04:06:28 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[Destroyed buildings lean over me, threatening to fall.]]></description>
         <pubDate>2017-12-11 14:25:40 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Ilana</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>My worn-out boots sink into the snow as we walk. I lug my sledge behind, wary of the razor-sharp glass shards and icicles protruding out of the ground. I look up. Buildings once populated and deemed grand were in ruins.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2017-12-11 15:33:09 UTC</pubDate>
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