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Conhecendo Os Pais De Abigail
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2Hannibal is not mine
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Technical Details & Updates
First Published
25 de dezembro de 2020
Last Updated
25 de dezembro de 2020
Editorial Status
Completed
Language
Português (Brasil)
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O "Estripador de Chesapeake" ou melhor, "Hannibal, o Canibal", estava finalmente preso rendido por vontade própria na frente dos degraus de uma humilde residência nos confins de Wolf Trap - Virgínia, na frente dos olhos cansados e marejados de Will Graham. Jack Crawford se recusa a encarar tal dádiva como o milagre que é, e manda um de seus passarinhos ir cutucar as portas do paraíso esquecendo do covil de serpentes que Deus se diverte em deixar no portão. ou, Uma recontagem de "O Silêncio dos Inocentes" no universo da série "Hannibal".
Everyone wanted to manipulate Will Graham and everyone managed to completely ensnare him in their webs of lies. It would be a pity for those who tried and succeeded if the eccentric FBI consultant wasn't really someone else and his family world-renowned for their methods of revenge.
It was not Hannibal Lecter's custom to watch prime-time television. However, Will Graham was addicted to cooking shows lately. But the attitudes of the chef, and presenter of the program, were not well regarded by the doctor.
I watched. My role was to be your vertebrae, one by one. Your foundation, from top to bottom and vice versa, your column. It constitutes you not only as a being of flesh and blood, but of stormy rivers, of the simple flowers of the field, of hunting and fishing and sweetness. Smell of home. And I watched. Only. You bleed. Countless times. That was my method.
Will's scent is unique. It smells of madness and instability, it smells of fear, it smells of surrender and pleasure. Will Graham smells like Hannibal Lecter.
In anyone else's eyes, it was all too strange and often illegal enough to warrant a death sentence or a life sentence... For any member of the Lecter Family, this was just another ordinary day for a completely ordinary family and, luckily for them, utterly unhappy.






