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		<description>The original writings of author Eener</description>
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			<title>Chapter Two - Scars</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Faye only worked Monday through Wednesday, and half a day on Saturdays &amp;ndash; there was another &amp;ldquo;Auntie&amp;rdquo; that took over the rest of..</description>
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			<title>Chapter One - Eyes That Glow</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;ldquo;Hey, you're new, right?&amp;rdquo;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Faye looked up from her assignment sheet. The strang..</description>
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			<title>Prologue - It Begins at the Center</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;A bird was flying overhead. It was a single, solitary smudge of dark with wings, looping around in the sky. She knew it was a robin even without seeing its trademark red breast. Robins were th..</description>
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			<title>Indigo</title>
			<description>An orphan befriends a girl who can read minds, and together they search for why the girl has the power she does. In searching, they unlock the secrets to their whole city.</description>
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			<title>Ch. 2</title>
			<description>Ch. 2&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;ldquo;Odette, you don&amp;rsquo;t have to come with me,&amp;rdquo; I told her - actually, I was&amp;nbsp; more like indirectly begging her. I was also failing at it, as the sky-blue haired girl..</description>
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			<title>Ch. 1</title>
			<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My feet hit the tarmac with a jarring thud - the little bones in my ears rattled for a good five seconds. That didn&amp;rsquo;t go as I planned. I turned around, glaring at the tiny balcony of ..</description>
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			<title>Run</title>
			<description>Oriel has an obsession with windows and jumping out of them. This is why. [Lots of language, beware]</description>
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