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		<title>&#8220;Souleaters&#8221; by Elise Valente &#8211; Flash Fiction Ghost Story</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Written by Elise Valente.  Check out her website and follow her on Twitter! — They swirled around her, taunting and laughing, their hollow voices echoing in the emptiness.  She could feel the breeze of their passing as they moved around her, and she felt the cold of their tendrils as they passed by her.  She [&#8230;]]]></description>
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