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Dancing in Chaos
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Ongoing, First published Feb 21, 2018
No one dared venture outside in a storm like this; even the sewer rats of the city sensed the dangerous crackle of electricity of the air and stayed away. I couldn't help myself. Every time that there was a bad storm, I was outside keeping it company, dancing along to the thunder's music- the lightning as my dance partner. The chaos of the storm made me feel free, powerful, and I eventually lost myself in the dangerous dance.  The storm flowed with my movements, growing faster and more intense as I did, until- eventually- we were a cyclone. 

Thalia is the pure definition of a cyclone: fierce, dangerous, and some would even say reckless. She takes stride in being a lone wolf and only relying on herself. That is, until she meets Aura; a discovery that will ultimately change Thalia's life forever.
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