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			<title>Chapter One, The Beginning  </title>
			<description>Lilian ran her thin fingers down the side of her cheek, she found the small motion soothing though most thought it was odd. Her hand shook&amp;nbsp;frantically&amp;nbsp;as it fell to her side and slid into her back pocket of her jeans. She wasn't wearing much, and what she wore offered little warmth, along ..</description>
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			<title> The Truth</title>
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