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Voir le profil“Quem é você?” Uma pergunta tão complexa, mas tão simples ao mesmo tempo, não acha? Quem a ouve, geralmente só responde seu nome. Contudo,...
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Abençoada pela Vida
Equilíbrio
O Senhor e O Servo
Aquele que Trouxe Esperança
O Anjo e A Cega
O Jardineiro e A Princesa
A Menina que Pintava O Mundo
Aquela que Realizou Sonhos
Epílogo: Lendas Reais.
Aucun personnage enregistré pour cette histoire.
All legends are my original, and remembering, plagiarism is a crime! (And pretty ugly too.)
Statistiques de l'histoire
Fiche technique & mises à jour
Première publication
25 de julho de 2015
Dernière mise à jour
19 de setembro de 2015
Statut éditorial
Terminée
Langue
Português (Brasil)
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