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  <subtitle>Brooklyn and Family</subtitle>
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    <name>Brooklyn</name>
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  <updated>2007-04-07T04:10:36Z</updated>
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    <title>War of the Demon (the Homefront)</title>
    <published>2007-04-07T04:10:36Z</published>
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    <content type="html">"It's not fair!" Nash whines.&amp;nbsp; "Everybody else is out there fighting, and we're stuck here.&amp;nbsp; 'Guard the Castle,' he says.&amp;nbsp; You don't see Mom or Dad or anybody else stuck here guarding!"&lt;br /&gt;"Now, Nash," Maggie says, trying to calm the boy.&amp;nbsp; "I stayed behind too.&amp;nbsp; Goliath said this was important, remember?&amp;nbsp; He trusts you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boy continues his pacing back and forth across the balcony overlooking the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Naaaaash!" Tachi whines.&amp;nbsp; "You're makin' me dizzy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owen simply regarded the spectacle with his own usual quite reserve.&amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;They also serve...&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>Time Tripping</title>
    <published>2007-03-25T03:48:16Z</published>
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    <content type="html">It was an ordinary enough night at Castle Wyvern, high above Manhattan.&amp;nbsp; The sun had just set and the Gargoyle Clan that inhabbited it--Goliath, Elisa, Hudson, Brooklyn, Lexington, Broadway, Angela, Gregory, and Bronx--were awakening, bursting free from their stone shells with roars and glowing eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some reason, one of them, the red, beaked Gargoyle called Brooklyn, seems slightly out of sorts, staring at the city before them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You okay, Brooklyn?"&amp;nbsp; Broadway asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm... fine," he says.&amp;nbsp; "Just fine."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A look passes between Goliath and Elisa, mates, leader and second of the Clan.&amp;nbsp; Brooklyn had been melancholy for far too long of late.&amp;nbsp; But nothing so far had been able to snap him out of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I think...&amp;nbsp; Maybe I'll just stay out here for a little.&amp;nbsp; I'll grap some grub later."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"If that is your wish," Goliath says, as he and the others start to head into the Castle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;FWOOOSH!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of flames seems to break through the night air.&amp;nbsp; High above, even higher than the castle, a great flaming sphere can be seen, falling toward them...</content>
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