<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier"><title>One Tin Soldier - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/</link><description>A Novel</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/427236" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/408584" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/408341" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/408340" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/408061" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/407365" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/407116" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/406560" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/406288" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/405279" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/427236"><title>The Iraq Solution © 2006 Noospherecomm</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/427236</link><description>The Iraq Solution © 2006 Noospherecomm Introduction: What this Country Needs is a Gentle Revolution of the Heart Our government needs our help. It is lost in a quagmire of its own sophistication. The weight of its own web is blinding our leaders to obvious and simple Truth. We call ourselves a...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/408584"><title>Chapter 6</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/408584</link><description>C hapter S ix Here is Tregor's account: I left Jalahu, heading north, intending to visit Sheilgalha before continuing on our quest. The moonlight glistened in every detail before me. This was indeed, a beautiful old city. The stone and wood and stained surfaces almost sparkled with glistening....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/408341"><title>The story continues</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/408341</link><description>Simple hands and simple feet. Simple hands and simple feet. Water and Stone and Fire and Air; The Goddess is There. 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Why hadn't she taken up Uncle Alf's offer to host the children for a week at his farm. Hadn't she known that Jachim was trading this month? Wasn't next week her time of the moon? Karinah loved her life dearly, but not at this moment! The sun was...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/407365"><title>more</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/407365</link><description>Now he sat up! He was drawn to her with passionate desire! To his feet and now to hers. He sat and gazed into her beaming eyes. There... was... total... silence. In the still clarity of her eyes he saw himself! He was a beautiful woman! Now a man! And now, yet again, a woman. 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There she was smiling at him, speaking in a whispered mind-talk....</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/406288"><title>Chapter 2 con't</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/406288</link><description>Jalahu appeared in the firelight, a phantom of earthly proportions. He was slight in build and short. His face was delicate. His eyes were tired, sunken and sad. He smiled now at Tregor, a wry, sighing smile. "It's time for all things in this plane to come together", Jalahu was surprised at his...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/405279"><title /><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/One_Tin_Soldier/405279</link><description>Chalahma disappeared into the woods. When she returned she was dressed in a beige robe. They walked side by side up the path toward the castle. When she reached out and took his hand, he felt strangely warmed. 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