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Jullienne Portocaeli, o adolescentă, care va trebui să învețe cum să-și canalizeze energiile și să creeze echilibrul pentru existența lumii sau pentru distrugerea ei.
Totul era în mâinile ei, dar mâinile ei în mâinile cui erau?
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