<?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>Mon, 13 Apr 2026 11:50:38 GMT</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="http://direct.ecency.com/@spalatino/rss" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title><![CDATA[The game]]></title><description><![CDATA[-"Dana we are late because of you, again!" -"What are you talking about? Warden would not dare to start the games before we arrive. Don't forget that we, the Baldwins, have made this man]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/foxtales/@spalatino/the-game</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/foxtales/@spalatino/the-game</guid><category><![CDATA[foxtales]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[spalatino]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2018 19:36:12 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/4HFqJv9qRjVfB3SVhz5TaiuFFziWnzuKbKDTunZrtiRB1Uvrtuy6DQc19pRS2yerU6wmupzoC9FyVKCi7G1YETv3AxC1SV6UREQGMyeWFAuGDshiBa2b12At14ebRYvKJ5e39o9RkgoqyWmhzA3D4MoBCR3NfTs23MG?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[the Warrior]]></title><description><![CDATA["Gods give me strength" - Poydras Paruk shouted violently. This giant of a man was a sight to behold. On his face, warpaint gave way to the combination of mud and blood, and his pale blue eyes]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/constrainedwriting/@spalatino/the-warrior</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/constrainedwriting/@spalatino/the-warrior</guid><category><![CDATA[constrainedwriting]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[spalatino]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2018 21:47:06 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/54TLbcUcnRm4iYtFdzVNy1kt3F2tvRShXkTnWxjMquaoffo5TuxJ5zQmLyYo3AiH3gJ6KqQKRXnmpw8nvFa3gPphxnZMuLatceZspjfBjGfSmkyu2m5bvXjDmuzBf6oJUNYD9DzdU?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[The exile]]></title><description><![CDATA[One foot in front of the other. That is the only way to keep moving forward. What other choice does he have? He made his choice, for better or for worse, but he chose her over his brethren. Funny though,]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/foxtales/@spalatino/the-exile</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/foxtales/@spalatino/the-exile</guid><category><![CDATA[foxtales]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[spalatino]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Sat, 12 May 2018 22:15:24 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/4HFqJv9qRjVfB3SVhz5TaiuFFziWnzuKbKDTunZrtENWm5bJ2XQDqVP13EHgSiuz3DLfexKMejZouPCECbt7uNWDPSJwd7DPgqnJGa1P2ojRDpRePhn5L4tTtSsLTeA62V9fByxom12CdHnzkaQCmoMXbVVLuLJzyvn?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Lady's mercy elementary]]></title><description><![CDATA[1st class - History "May the Lady Liberator shine your path!" "May the Lady Liberator brighten your future!" - all students responded to the teacher's greeting. "You may sit now."]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@spalatino/lady-s-mercy-elementary</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@spalatino/lady-s-mercy-elementary</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[spalatino]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Wed, 09 May 2018 21:40:36 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/yX2kCPo1MLz1pW5UNmNT7YeHzk5BrT3GzBe9PFutxH3aUsSXxRBKjM7mroRehnSM5dduEV6JgRFUNE4bcNWtCKwsiW4HZX3qcfZrRzteUBVq5u9C7KUJWz7Lp7eyRKKnXxx9VudsRJcBK5zQUxmxpm3UXLTMxxFNZii5NDoX7aZZktamWFsK6WLcGfXhQLqpbs4o4TANPyexNa?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Adrenaline - in fifty words]]></title><description><![CDATA[Standing next to the hatch, John looked down. 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As Craig]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@spalatino/6jx4iz-final-moments</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@spalatino/6jx4iz-final-moments</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[spalatino]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Tue, 01 May 2018 21:30:45 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/3HaJVw3AYyXBD5Md5tUD9YKkzGo1eoR2RP1hYxRaFr2EVzq7ot6aAM3k7rmJjPkkXqpfQgR6TkSYgKK5WvdXbnMe34QwhrGmrhYrn6c?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Boy meets the world]]></title><description><![CDATA[Men below his feet are working in the fields. Their heads bowed down, their backs bent at awkward angles. Sun is burning their tanned skin, creating new wounds. 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And not]]></description><link>http://direct.ecency.com/story/@spalatino/the-end-is-nigh</link><guid isPermaLink="true">http://direct.ecency.com/story/@spalatino/the-end-is-nigh</guid><category><![CDATA[story]]></category><dc:creator><![CDATA[spalatino]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Fri, 13 Apr 2018 20:43:09 GMT</pubDate><enclosure url="https://images.ecency.com/p/JvFFVmatwWHVQPjDcGkFxELgGtwNAntRtiqDuEyxyppPNNiRyy9Zm2BUWhDEPPNYLUoKeX4H4XSk5FkzPSUzxDao7Rmo6SnoscmqEFm8h1UY5kDoECF7R54av68nCTe5Rk2iQDMNR4?format=match&amp;mode=fit" length="0" type="false"/></item><item><title><![CDATA[Field of battle - in fifty words]]></title><description><![CDATA[Palms are sweating, his heart is beating uncontrollably, but his legs are pushing him forward, towards the deafening noise of warring factions. Everyone is counting on him. 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