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The Second Paragraph
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/Dz2oGKwrgOs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/12/quagzor-chapter-14.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-3512422716152011912</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Dec 2009 07:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-06T02:26:49.292-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 13</title><atom:summary>A little Bizerwonk did make flighty path beneath our booted foots yet darted sideways with a weebly wooble to ensure its squisehedness was not taken upon its self. 
For this was the Fairey Grove,
 Not one but twove.
And uponx thee willows was wove,
A glaring shimmering cove. 
Wherewithall thee might didst flee,
As were now were safe from we.
Yet thar on Gammon’s Bane,
Shinned the gleaming Lady </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/L79g-fxbsDY/quagzor-chapter-13.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/L79g-fxbsDY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/12/quagzor-chapter-13.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-28693672008911743</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 22:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-04T17:07:22.625-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Duke</category><title>The Duke Chapter 3</title><atom:summary>               Upon the high cliffs overlooking the Sea of Serpents on the one hand and Callahan’s Harbor on the other sat a grim castle fortress with lengthily extending towers piercing the clouded grey skies. Ships of all size and shape bustled about in the congested waters even still on this gloomy day for there was much harvesting and trade to be done along the Derelict Coast.  Fisherman, </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/96c-HmeGqBM/duke-chapter-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I'm writing this story for my lil bro cuz hes out of stuff to read. Sean insists I post it so here ya go. Enjoy!

 “Beet mulch” Faron muttered as his gaze roiled over the cell room to the bars, then through the bars and around the small, sparsely furnished but orderly room. They found their rest on a spindly man reclining in a wooden chair adjacent a thick oak desk.
 “What was that?” the man </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/cRqa2m29iJw/intro-to-brobook.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Renae)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/cRqa2m29iJw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/12/intro-to-brobook.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-1376038225955608865</guid><pubDate>Fri, 04 Dec 2009 03:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-12-03T22:11:09.514-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 12</title><atom:summary>Aghast and was that his name also? For the creature therewithé approximately before oureyes did indeed seem of the netherworld betwixt this’n’that of ours and there’s be neither here inside one, our, but rather caught spliced as it were in each in similitude. Rather that than it be one of the Shodowy Age wance the deamons roamed a free and afreared by man and man-beast alike. Yet it’s festivities</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/0Kv4J89tPVM/quagzor-chapter-12.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/0Kv4J89tPVM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/12/quagzor-chapter-12.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-588616041050657420</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 07:31:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-12T02:31:40.283-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 11</title><atom:summary>And once there was no more light for we had penetrated too deeply to record the sunlight to register upon our eyes, did we discover that my talents would be most beneficial for I did there upon that moment cause a gleam to issue worthwithé from my fingertips and extend endlessly in front of us. At least as endlessly as there was a wall and passage featured at some angular degree from whichforthe </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/mSnfIE5mDYs/quagzor-chapter-11.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/mSnfIE5mDYs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/quagzor-chapter-11.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-1443718512193659916</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 18:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-10T13:25:57.870-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Duke</category><title>The Duke Chapter 2</title><atom:summary>Orellion’s image descended into the midst of the crowd facing the Duke. Covered in fur clothe that from a bear’s hide no less, with galvanized steel pauldrens about his shoulders and hanging from the specter’s back the fabled Scarlet Cleaver, the great war axe forged by his father, the High God Tal-Renda, from the fires of Mount Hexellar and quenched in the mythical springs of the Tearsore Isles.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/ziLD7jwXTUo/duke-chapter-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/ziLD7jwXTUo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/duke-chapter-2.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-6539781824161336862</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-09T10:01:01.362-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 10</title><atom:summary>X marked the spot well far as I could tell you if you were to see it on a map with your own two eyes, but since my writings are not in such pictographical references I cannot allow you to see the X that did mark the whereabouts of our next destination which was to be held at the looming tower overlooking the great and expansive desert of Gerrib. Now we dare not venture to far to the left or to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/mTUvwI_yO0g/quagzor-chapter-10.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?a=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:yIl2AUoC8zA"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?a=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:63t7Ie-LG7Y"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?d=63t7Ie-LG7Y" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?a=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:V_sGLiPBpWU"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?i=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?a=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:qj6IDK7rITs"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?a=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:gIN9vFwOqvQ"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?i=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?a=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:F7zBnMyn0Lo"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/Epiqwest?i=mTUvwI_yO0g:nlrnUInpMLY:F7zBnMyn0Lo" border="0"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/mTUvwI_yO0g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/quagzor-chapter-10.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-7106348113638866179</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 19:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-07T14:56:29.406-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 9</title><atom:summary>“Blackmailed, she fell off every mountain! And yoth do comen back to visit upon my own grave the great and tremendous fate of the world do and does hang forever afflicted within and intertwined between you and your own fates combined for no other can do what yoth do ponder!” And he shook his head.
And he continued “Withé everybody that yoth find, them that are here for yoth to be the guided an </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/wymWwPv1FLI/quagzor-chapter-9.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/wymWwPv1FLI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/quagzor-chapter-9.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-4456582942841203924</guid><pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 22:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-06T17:25:34.608-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 8</title><atom:summary>Oh for how long I had awaited this encounter I daresay I could not relate to you for the many many moons since we did first cross paths that musky morn with the graying clouds overshadowing the mountain pass of Kathronk, dreadful and dire as it may be, and I report firmly that his gnarled visage has become only more twisted and his burnt grey bread now trailed along the floor as his hunched </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/xaBNdUo-Tqk/quagzor-chapter-8.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/xaBNdUo-Tqk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/quagzor-chapter-8.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-4786220968069134881</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 17:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-05T12:28:13.277-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 7</title><atom:summary>Withé a knock knock knock and rappa-tap-tap we did make our presence know to the door of which we stood infront of an momentarily later it did swing open wide and behold the order the spewed upon our noses was quite retched indeed! But our noses adjusted quickly as did our eyes to the dimly darkened and mostly mysterious entrance hall before us as we crossed the portal and entered this abode with</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/kNT9XNTgfMI/quagzor-chapter-7.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/kNT9XNTgfMI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/quagzor-chapter-7.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-100687225526356346</guid><pubDate>Wed, 04 Nov 2009 16:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-04T12:03:36.715-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 6</title><atom:summary>Alack the days that poem has rung in my ears and this’n’that questions thereof for so I wondered for the space of many many days, even forty two and six days I did ponder it in my heart as Drasdenofagus and I did venture forthwithe, without so much as an inkling about the meaning or message of the aforementioned quatrain. But verily the thoughts of such things would pass away or so I thought but </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/K3GbMOwQH3Y/quagzor-chapter-6.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/K3GbMOwQH3Y" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/quagzor-chapter-6.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-1124470270748641251</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Nov 2009 20:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-03T15:43:06.701-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 5</title><atom:summary>Putting the world one foot at a time and such was on such companion which was introduced to me approximately at the time which evil befall us, a’fore we smote it roundabout. Amongst such braverado companions was one Drasdenofagus and forever intertwined our fates became when once his life was threatened by the Grazzerfronz a beast to large to see his five arms yet to small to be construed as a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/AlD_B8WL_OU/quagzor-chapter-5.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/AlD_B8WL_OU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/quagzor-chapter-5.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-8393245194056673614</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Nov 2009 18:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-02T13:28:40.803-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 4</title><atom:summary>By and by the days go on, besides anyway as I was sayin putting that behind us I meet my good friend Drasdenofagus, his name was long as was his might Cleaver of Heads (which is believed to me to be very self-explanatory but as stupid was as stupid is, and that is stupid, it shall be explained in his own words the voice of Drasdenofagus:
“Was there I was I was and in two out o’ three days next </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/aLqwIdX_kag/quagzor-chapter-4.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/aLqwIdX_kag" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/quagzor-chapter-4.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-6629004390604030251</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 22:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-01T17:34:36.977-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">The Duke</category><title>The Duke</title><atom:summary>     Across the expanse there rested a mound. And encompassed about it was sprung several flowers of various assortment, neither white nor black, but plentiful in variety as the rainbow. Further along was the Fence, none were allowed within the gate save its keeper and, as one would reckon, the Duke. Hearken, for the Duke cometh nigh! 
     Dressed as a pauper to the pope, with a red striped vest</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/RVFp6ZU5jTw/duke.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/RVFp6ZU5jTw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/11/duke.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-6971706457488835224</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Oct 2009 04:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-29T00:20:54.342-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 3</title><atom:summary>There was in fact a dead peasant, so his story goes, as I walked forward next to his body and brought him from the gravedigger in this spooky ol’ town o’ Bish Bam Boo. When asked of my trade by the heretofore deceased serf I told him I was just doing a little shopping in a shop which was the whole truth except for that I had severely lied to him and did not speak a word of truth, for it was my </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/a45Ck9Gv56I/chapter-3.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/a45Ck9Gv56I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/10/chapter-3.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-1506683580580799276</guid><pubDate>Mon, 26 Oct 2009 03:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-25T23:54:24.510-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Derek</category><title>Derek the Wanderer</title><atom:summary>Derek the Wanderer once stumbled over a great log from which a rabbit ran out the hollowed side and darted downward towards the briar patch. Unknowingly the rabbit accidently trampled over a serpent that had been slithering along in search of a tasty treat but upon being stepped on let out a great hiss. This inadvertently terrified a nearby dove on the low hanging tree branch directly above the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/Zp5kmOGEQsg/derek-wanderer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/Epiqwest/~4/Zp5kmOGEQsg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://epiqwest.blogspot.com/2009/10/derek-wanderer.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1580965794969348767.post-4906336826405188613</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 07:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T03:05:33.743-04:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Quagzor</category><title>Quagzor Chapter 2</title><atom:summary>He said that word by which tyme gone by and that Man-Beast did come and spring out up from his ground in firery flames that walk on their own and ate up each man who did not walk to a run then died in firery heap of burn. Quagzor as by now it hast been proposed by your eyes to your brain been said that Quagzor was not a man but an destructive Man-Beast and that I would propose back to you, which </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/k_omCAr6Y4A/quagzor-chapter-2.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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An excerpt from the ancient book of Days Gone By:

A time there was when man did walk upon Shodowy Earth, and fear did struck up in them times a day.
That was when the Quagzor came and Quagzor did him in.
But man did fight throughout their night till dawn and dusky day, when Beast Man ate and spate them out in every which’n’way.
That was when the Quagzor came and Quagzor ate him up.
Then wance </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/Epiqwest/~3/24RFJDEQGqo/quagzor-man-beast.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Sean Troy)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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