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  <author>
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  <published>2011-07-25T10:32:00-08:00</published>
  <updated>2011-07-25T10:32:00-08:00</updated>
  <title>The Chrysalice Chronicles: Qualb's version</title>
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  <summary type="html">Author: &lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/u/635592/I-R-Lulz'&gt;I R Lulz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.fanfiction.net/fiction/Fantasy/'&gt;Fantasy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;English, Rated: T&lt;br&gt;Fantasy/Drama&lt;br&gt;Chapters: 2, Words: 944, Reviews: 0, In-Progress&lt;hr size=1&gt;The country of Marseine is in the middle of a civil war, and within the turmoil, Qualb sits by, dragged in by employers promising food and drink while she helps them with their cause. She already regrets this decision to help.</summary>
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