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  <title>Comments on 'Beat the Birds (CL Challenge)'</title>
  <subtitle> I decided to go for an evening stroll. I walked about three blocks when I felt it. My heart stopped and my breath grew sharp when I turned to face it.
&amp;quot;Oh, it's you.&amp;quot; My sigh of relief was cut short when I saw the fear in Alva's eyes. 
&amp;quot;They're coming.&amp;quot; He pulled me into the shadows. &amp;quot;They cannot find this,&amp;quot; He said, pressed a cold object into the palm of my hand. 
&amp;quot;Your grandmother's locket,&amp;quot; I whispered uncomprehendingly. 
&amp;quot;Take it and leave this place,&amp;quot; Alva's voice was heavy. 
&amp;quot;Where will you be?&amp;quot; I asked, understanding at last.
&amp;quot;If I tell you,&amp;quot; he said, will a small smile appearing on his scarred face. &amp;quot;I'll have to kill you.&amp;quot; With a swift kiss, he began running away from me; the sound of the approaching &amp;quot;birds&amp;quot; drowned out his footsteps. 
Sighing, I fastened the locket around my neck and began to run. 
I couldn't let the &amp;quot;birds&amp;quot; catch me. </subtitle>
  <updated>2008-04-17T00:01:17Z</updated>
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    <title type="text">Comment on Beat the Birds (CL Challenge)</title>
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    <content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Very mysterious and quick.  The tone almost suggests she is playing along, and he&amp;#8217;s really mad.  Or is he?  Mad?  Mad?  I&amp;#8217;m not mad.  Who said anything about being&amp;#8230;mad?&lt;br /&gt;LoA&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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    <published>2008-04-17T00:01:17Z</published>
    <author>
      <name>THX 0477</name>
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