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	<title>Ommatidia &#187; Alriel</title>
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		<title>Alriel</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 04 Sep 2009 16:20:47 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[The dirt&#8217;s like glass shavings and the three suns are blue and distant, but some of the old Earth knowledge still works: their trap line yields three plump smeerps for the stewpot that night. Alriel stirs them over the fire with a stick like a birdbone. &#8220;Do we know if these things are safe to [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The dirt&#8217;s like glass shavings and the three suns are blue and distant, but some of the old Earth knowledge still works:  their trap line yields three plump smeerps for the stewpot that night.  Alriel stirs them over the fire with a stick like a birdbone.</p>
<p>&#8220;Do we know if these things are safe to eat?&#8221; asks Delorem, glancing at the dwindling pile of S-rations.</p>
<p>&#8220;They&#8217;re just rabbits dyed green,&#8221; says Alriel.  &#8220;Here, try some.&#8221;</p>
<p>Delorem sips with an unconvinced expression.  &#8220;Tastes like chicken.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Don&#8217;t you mean iku&#8217;unu?&#8221; sneers Alriel, before the boiling smeerp-spores embed themselves in her face.</p>]]></content:encoded>
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