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Ongoing, First published May 06, 2014
Elaina Raudee was lost in a sea of people. As she nears her eighteenth birthday strange things begin happening. Thunder roars when she's upset, and sun shines when she's happy. The elements shift as her mood changes. People are starting to notice. What is happening to the once bland world of Elaina?
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