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Elize is a normal girl attending Bootbrooks Middle School, or at least it seems. She nearly escapes death in a tornado that destroys her New York City suburb. Elize is going to learn she escaped much more than death that day. She is thrown into an unfamiliar world of myth and magick, and forced to unveil what is real. While Elize is fighting with a sense of reality the world is fighting an evil fate. She may be the key to preserving a world she can't even remember. Will Elize be able to save this world, or is it even real?
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