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			<title>Elfin</title>
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			<title>Elfin</title>
			<description>What do you do when you find yourself in a place unlike any you've ever seen...alone?</description>
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			<title>Chapter III</title>
			<description>I could hardly keep my eyes open that Monday morning. I hadn&amp;rsquo;t slept much last night, and it didn&amp;rsquo;t help much that my mom made me wake up an hour earlier than usual so she could show me how to get the girls ready when she had to leave early for work every once in a while.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;n..</description>
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			<title>Chapter II</title>
			<description>I had been sitting on the porch for almost an hour by the time I realized the sun had already gone down. I noticed Mom had already put the girls down for bed as soon as I walked in, so I crept into my bedroom, locked the door, and blasted my music, so I wouldn&amp;rsquo;t be disturbed. I almost crushed ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter I</title>
			<description>From the first moment I saw her, I knew that she was nothing like me. She had chocolate brown hair and incredible light, almost grey, blue eyes. She was short and thin, almost fragile looking, with pale pink lips and even paler skin. Small freckles played across her nose and rosy cheeks. She seemed ..</description>
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			<title>The Deadliest Curse</title>
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			<title>Chapter One</title>
			<description>None of the busy townsfolk noticed the silver eyed girl as she walked hastily through Dover alone. In her left hand was a tattered bear, and her right was occupied by a poorly sewn bag filled with some of her belongings. Her sandy blonde curls danced behind her as she began to run to escape the rott..</description>
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			<title>It's Never A Curse..</title>
			<description>What happens when one girl throws herself out into a world she never knew existed?</description>
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