<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></title><description><![CDATA[RSS Feed]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link><image><url>http://direct.ecency.com/logo512.png</url><title>RSS Feed</title><link>http://direct.ecency.com</link></image><generator>RSS for Node</generator><lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Apr 2026 18:50:17 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@rriehle/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[3. our best]]></title><description><![CDATA[Ian looked up from his computer. "Oh... I didn't know you two were going to be back so quickly." He self-consciously slid his empty beer bottle below the table. "Ian, we've been gone for]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@rriehle/3-our-best</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/fiction/@rriehle/3-our-best</guid><category><![CDATA[fiction]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[rriehle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 17 Aug 2018 01:39:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/EEEoA8oLaAxsTkPYAARp78o5cJA1o6Chv9x98TzCFT6v5J3AtRC1V3qLxTwE51WA7JtTVWgDpRYFJvdvhgHYcC74RZw4SCBgoqTFtPuaVu6W6mdKq3s8frfCx5ayRqcdMb9GdTxaHKCDUS7CzD8hC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[2. why]]></title><description><![CDATA[“Why.” “Why?" I asked, exasperated. "There is no why. There has never been a why. That is the entire point." “Let's keep moving, mi amiga. It's getting cold and it will be dark soon. And]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@rriehle/why</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@rriehle/why</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[rriehle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2018 21:41:00 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/2VZXybTSZJq1AreaDn1D7Jp7ZEvgLC9TvJctofX1ChMgSZxe758yEf9qDME3f6euYYESYqoSA2zUjxYuVtbsBgfsmoABwCFTSVKF7D4y9j9jAMv6bCVnuFuS3RaY1i5VxFmqEfw7CyB8q5WSVrqEW2Pt7XC?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[1. believe]]></title><description><![CDATA[It was only recently, relatively speaking, that I became aware again of the role belief once played in my existence. Indeed my habits of thought had been so fluid for so long, had become so antithetical]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@rriehle/believe</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@rriehle/believe</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[rriehle]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 14 Aug 2018 04:41:03 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/EEEoA8oLaAxsTkPYAARp78o5cJA1o6Chv9x98TzCFT6v5G1PykSeDNFW2DP4KLSY7tqDYaLcSX4h7dEKYRAfPh7dNVAtsGs9pE7kn39hWyyUsAJaG6cM4ZuoEPAWSpeEbVU4Rkjfcp2rkaBocjSZc?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item></channel></rss>