Ely's Painting
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What if someone gave you an old wooden paintbrush as a gift on your birthday? And that old paintbrush could actually change your life into something unexpected... something different... something about magic.
This is the story of Elyfer Greven and let's join her as she paints everything.
~Plagiarism is a crime~
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