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Eu me afogarei na disforia na lagoa negra e fria de mim mesma o fosso da minha mente imaterial.
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Kori Hime
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“A história seguiu todo o tempo com um clima carregado de mistério, para que no final muitas coisas pudessem ser esclarecidas. Eu gostei da temática com uma personagem bruxa que não mostra que é o bem nem o mal, acredito que está mais para um poder para além da nossa moral. A autora está de parabéns por concluir o desafio de outubro.”
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