<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"><channel><title>Twisting The Hellmouth: Cobwebs</title><link>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Series-0</link><description>Latest stories posted on www.tthfanfic.org in the series Cobwebs</description><language>en</language><pubDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 03:18:58 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Tue, 07 Oct 2008 03:18:58 GMT</lastBuildDate><docs>http://www.tthfanfic.org/rssinfo.php</docs><webMaster>tth@tthfanfic.org</webMaster><ttl>1440</ttl><item><title>Cold Comfort</title><link>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-17487/Stranger+Cold+Comfort.htm</link><description>She and Sam were friends.  There were things – girl things – that she could discuss with Sam that she could never take to her father, or even Cassie.  --Another Sam and Dawn bonding fic.</description><pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 23:18:58 -0400</pubDate><dc:creator>Stranger</dc:creator><guid>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-17487/Stranger+Cold+Comfort.htm</guid></item>
<item><title>Double Edge</title><link>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-17194/Stranger+Double+Edge.htm</link><description>"I just figured he was gonna stab himself in the butt with a fish hook again – not get framed for a political assassination!”</description><pubDate>Thu, 28 Aug 2008 17:00:00 -0400</pubDate><dc:creator>Stranger</dc:creator><guid>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-17194/Stranger+Double+Edge.htm</guid></item>
<item><title>Specters</title><link>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-16877/Stranger+Specters.htm</link><description>A shadow, a human-shaped hollow in the air, hovering over his daughter’s crib.  His heart was in his mouth as those phantom fingertips brushed the plastic sides, so very close to the oblivious infant within…</description><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 21:55:05 -0400</pubDate><dc:creator>Stranger</dc:creator><guid>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-16877/Stranger+Specters.htm</guid></item>
<item><title>The Barking Box</title><link>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-16700/Stranger+The+Barking+Box.htm</link><description>Most girls receive gifts like clothes, expensive make up, perhaps jewelry, books or movies or music, even gift certificates for their sixteenth birthday. Dawn got a few of these.  But she also got a barking box.</description><pubDate>Thu, 03 Jul 2008 21:08:03 -0400</pubDate><dc:creator>Stranger</dc:creator><guid>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-16700/Stranger+The+Barking+Box.htm</guid></item>
<item><title>Changelings</title><link>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-15052/Stranger+Changelings.htm</link><description>Dawn remembers that things have gotten so much better since she was ten, and that things may always seem darkest before sunrise.</description><pubDate>Mon, 24 Dec 2007 05:46:40 -0400</pubDate><dc:creator>Stranger</dc:creator><guid>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-15052/Stranger+Changelings.htm</guid></item>
<item><title>Hush Puppies</title><link>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-14808/Stranger+Hush+Puppies.htm</link><description>Two children wait for that shining moment when their father will return from far away places.  One shot.</description><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 03:57:36 -0400</pubDate><dc:creator>Stranger</dc:creator><guid>http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-14808/Stranger+Hush+Puppies.htm</guid></item>
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