<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696350401757942</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 17 Sep 2024 06:22:51 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Fiction</category><category>Christian</category><category>Angel</category><category>Artist</category><category>Bible</category><category>Escape</category><category>God</category><category>Pirate</category><category>Salvation</category><category>Scripture</category><category>Short story</category><title>iRoswell Tales</title><description>A Journey Through Stories</description><link>http://iroswell2.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696350401757942.post-4218642175961688375</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Apr 2013 15:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-10-12T14:12:10.925-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Angel</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fiction</category><title>The Blacksmith</title><atom:summary type="text">
Standing before the forge, hammer in one hand, tongs in the other, the blacksmith holds the long metal piece in the fire. Sweat glistens his forehead, with some of it making its way into his eyes. The dust, long settled in his leather tunic, helps to chafe his neck and arms.

He leans his head back and his throat constricts, making him cough. The heat is overwhelming, but he&#39;s used to it.

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The two burly guys grab the chains and start wrapping them around me. I wince when the cold steel touches my bare skin and when the links pinch my arms as they circle my body. Upside down, I feel the blood rushing into my head, a slight thumping sound in my ear reminding me that my heart is beating. They finally finish, put padlocks on the chains, then step back to watch, smiling from ear to </atom:summary><link>http://iroswell2.blogspot.com/2013/03/all-tied-up.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-LzrXcsn6NZ8/UVcHwOCxKVI/AAAAAAAAARQ/0LrX6iKmcLc/s72-c/blogger-image--908096744.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696350401757942.post-3429294168217746840</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Mar 2013 20:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-24T15:58:59.730-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bible</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">God</category><title>The Accent Wall</title><atom:summary type="text">
Staring at the wall, Joy asks, &quot;when did the realtor say this house was built?&quot;

&quot;1992,&quot; I reply.

&quot;I would have thought the 70&#39;s by the look of that wallpaper. It&#39;s a good thing we&#39;re painting it then, huh?&quot; A smile played around the corners of her lips.

&quot;What fun,&quot; I mutter.

&quot;This is going to be the accent wall. So I want to use this paint,&quot; she hands me a can labeled, Bordeau Brown, and </atom:summary><link>http://iroswell2.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-accent-wall.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WjTQ6u19bCM/UU9kvWXo2EI/AAAAAAAAARE/tqaYPtzpUsA/s72-c/0.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-234696350401757942.post-1447227453456312641</guid><pubDate>Sat, 23 Mar 2013 03:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-03-22T22:16:09.815-05:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Christian</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Fiction</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Pirate</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Short story</category><title>The Dingy</title><atom:summary type="text">
Two pages in, I&#39;m finally able to sit back, relax, and read. Reading has always been my first love. Adventure on every page, it&#39;s easy to get lost in a book for hours at a time. I do enjoy reading my favorite sea adventures as I bask in the sun, listening to the rolling waves crash on the shore. I like being close to the shoreline, but not too close, and have the tide tell me when it&#39;s time to </atom:summary><link>http://iroswell2.blogspot.com/2013/03/the-dingy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PeNqea0FjbQ/UU0dT973BtI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/kPoHNP08jfE/s72-c/blogger-image-1527578693.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>