



Jace Lightner's Diary
<em> "My hands still tremble. My body still remains cold and my eyes go back to searching for the red reflection in the shadowy corner of this room. It's just a glimpse, seen out of the corner of my eye, its scarring red flecks. It doesn't last longer than ten seconds, long enough for me to turn around and drop this pencil and shift my gaze fearfully toward that corner or another, only to realize there's nothing there but shadows... And that in itself is fatally fatal. …" </em> Jace Lightner <em> "Dad-a-chum,dud-a-chee,not to worry, you've got the key." </em> Stephen King
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View profileUm cara que gosta muito de ler mas que tem sérios problemas pra escrever, principalmente quando se trata de revisar textos. Gosto de quase...
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