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		<description>The original writings of author charmizzle</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Watching the little children play together was one of my favourite pastimes. I would sit on the bench by the big Oak tree, and watch them skip together in the sun. It reminded me of how I used to be when I was younger. Energetic, excitable, impressionable&amp;hellip; Sometimes I wish that I could go bac..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>Like many of my peers,&amp;nbsp;I have lived in this realm my entire life. As a result, I often wonder how much I am missing. How much haven&amp;rsquo;t I seen? What do I do not know, and how much do I not understand? All we have known is our world, and our kind.My name is Elysia, and I am a fairy. I would ..</description>
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			<title>Liberation</title>
			<description>Elysia wants to taste freedom. She's looking
for answers, and she's on a mission to see
what Earth has to offer.</description>
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			<title>Chapter 16</title>
			<description>I swung my legs over the side of Jonah&amp;rsquo;s bed, and stood up. I caught sight of myself in his full length mirror. I was still wearing the purple dress from the party, which was now bunched up around my waist, and my hair looked like it belonged to Medusa. I blushed, and quickly pulled my dress d..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 15</title>
			<description>We had eventually started to get ready for Lucas&amp;rsquo; party. Jonah had moved our bags into his room temporarily, and had allowed us to change in there. After having a little wander around his room, as well as a little gossip, we began to get dressed. I put the dress and wedges on, and sat in front..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 14</title>
			<description>Tuesday always seemed to be the longest day of the week for me. Yeah, you have just defeated Monday, but Tuesday is there to remind you that you&amp;rsquo;ve still got a few more days ahead of you. This was one of the reasons why I was so excited to hear the school bell ring to signal the end of the sch..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 13</title>
			<description>When we went back to school, it was clear that a few things had changed. Firstly, as Damien had made it onto the basketball team, his and Jonah&amp;rsquo;s popularity had increased. I mean, me, Che and Iza were hardly social outcasts, we would be considered fairly popular ourselves, but this was ridicul..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 12</title>
			<description>After agreeing to participate in a battle that would most likely be preceded by many others, my thoughts finally organised themselves. I was really in over my head.Caleb reluctantly agreed to take us to Adrian and Abigail and ask if they could include us in their training sessions.When we reached th..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 11</title>
			<description>Caleb turned to face Damien and Jonah, who coincidentally chose that moment to look down at the ground.&amp;lsquo;Boys, didn&amp;rsquo;t we have a little talk about what we could, and what we couldn&amp;rsquo;t share?&amp;rsquo;Damien looked into Caleb&amp;rsquo;s eyes and tried to show some courage, but his efforts we..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 10</title>
			<description>As we finished our last lesson of the day, we were surprised to find ourselves excited for Damien. We wanted him to do well and be happy, but at the same time, we felt like we couldn&amp;rsquo;t trust him or his family. It was all just a little messed up.We walked down the hallway towards the gym hall, ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 9</title>
			<description>After the weekend I had just had, I was looking forward to a normal day at school. Unfortunately, our school is anything but ordinary. As we are all gifted with various powers, we don&amp;rsquo;t just have the typical lessons that you would expect at a school. We have classes on using different weapons,..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 8</title>
			<description>When I woke up on Sunday morning, I wasn&amp;rsquo;t looking outside my window and wondering where the birds were flying to, or staring down at my friends sleeping on the floor, and contemplating drawing things on their faces. The only thing that I could think of, and the only thing I could feel, was th..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 7</title>
			<description>We had been sitting silently in my room&amp;nbsp;for quite a while, which is why we all jumped when we heard the doorbell ring. We ran down the stairs, excited for the night ahead of us, despite the fact that we were possibly sticking ourselves in a very dangerous situation. When I opened the door, I wa..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 6</title>
			<description>After the day I had just had, I was very much looking forward to Che and Iza coming over. We had the entire house to ourselves, as Dri was out with her friends, Mom had popped out to run some errands, and Dad was working. They weren&amp;rsquo;t expecting us to be home for long because I&amp;rsquo;d told the..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 5</title>
			<description>The next morning I woke up hoping it was all a dream. Well, a nightmare really, but who really wishes those upon themselves? When I realised that it wasn&amp;rsquo;t all imaginary, I was very much disappointed. I reluctantly crawled out from under my covers, as the conversation from last night flooded b..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 4</title>
			<description>Dinner seemed to drag on forever. I felt so uncomfortable, and you can imagine why. It felt like Jonah was watching me through the entire meal, and the same goes for Damien. The thing is, they were staring at me in different ways. Damien&amp;rsquo;s gaze seemed gentle, like he was merely memorising my f..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 3</title>
			<description>Today had been a&amp;nbsp;really long day, and I was finally starting to feel it. As I walked home and watched the birds fly over the local park,&amp;nbsp;both Jonah and Damien were on my mind. There was just something about them, and I&amp;rsquo;m not referring to their good looks or charming nature. The way t..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 2</title>
			<description>I walked into registration with everything that had just happened on my mind. I couldn&amp;rsquo;t&amp;nbsp;shake the image of their eyes from my head. They looked so cold, distant, and honestly, it scared me. I mean, I&amp;rsquo;m a spirit user, but I am no where near strong enough yet to be able to taste the ..</description>
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			<title>Chapter 1</title>
			<description>Chelan (which we shorten to Che) and Izabelle (who of course we&amp;nbsp;all call Iza)&amp;nbsp;have been my two best friends since any of us could remember. Possibly, since birth. All of our birthdays are nearly 2 days apart. Che&amp;rsquo;s falls on May 26th, mine on the 28th, and Iza&amp;rsquo;s on the 31st, and..</description>
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			<title>Prologue</title>
			<description>My name is Avasa&amp;nbsp;- which means independent, and I most certainly am -&amp;nbsp;but everyone calls me Ava. I know, I know, it&amp;rsquo;s quite old fashioned. I&amp;rsquo;m named after my great, great grandmother, who happens to be a very wonderful woman, so I don&amp;rsquo;t really mind. I&amp;rsquo;m a rather nor..</description>
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			<title>Ava's Story</title>
			<description>Ava has the overbearing parents, the guy-obsessed older sister, and the romantic feelings for a bad boy. Hardly a rebel, but now she's landed herself in it. A fight with the ones they call, Inada's.</description>
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