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Ongoing, First published Apr 07, 2012
My name is Brigid Topaz Kenna, Child Of Fire.

Brigid's life has been far from normal. Her parents were killed in an 'accidental' fire when she was only five years old. She has grown up as a loner in a convent and when she turns sixteen she decides to escape rather than commit to being a nun. Upon leaving she is given a jewellery box that belonged to her mother. It had somehow survived the fire and it contains many secrets that will help Brigid discover the secrets to her dangerous power of elemental fire.
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