bohemian
bohemian

bohemian

Synopsis

This is a story that took place in the beautiful city of Paris during the year 1499, a story of love and secrets... According to gypsy belief, life is drawn along the lines of your hands. These lines come from his birth. They can change as you live, new lines appear, others disappear, bifurcations or forms appear. And it all comes together to form destiny... However, Luce's lines seem to have been drawn from before her birth. And drag her into a dark magic that calls to her every night in her dreams. She will try to escape what is written on the lines of her hands, but little does she know that the price of magic is hers to pay...
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Oi, meu nome é Ananda. Eu escrevo aqui no Nyah! desde 2013. Mudei muito nesse tempo todo, mas não deixei de amar escrever histórias que, por...

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Total: 56,674 words
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Commença notre histoire...

2,411 words•~13 min
02

Pour les gitans la route est longue

2,675 words•~14 min
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À la Cour des miracles

2,343 words•~12 min
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Ici on est tous des frères

2,395 words•~12 min
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Un miracle étonnant si vous en sortiez vivants

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Je te le donne pour mari mais certes pas pour amant

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Je voudrais fuir mais je ne puis

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D'un seul regard tu as mis le feu à ma vie

2,798 words•~14 min
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Qui est cette fille qui vient danser ses danses infâmes...

2,739 words•~14 min
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...devant Notre-Dame?

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Deux squelettes enlacés

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Quand elle danse et qu'elle met son corps à jour

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Fatalité!

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Elle resemble à une hirondelle...

2,305 words•~12 min
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...à qui on aurait coupé les deux ailes

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Les ouiseaux qu'on met on cage...

2,682 words•~14 min
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...Peuvent-ils Encore Voler?

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Ma maison c'est ta maison

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Petite marchande d'illusion

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Ma déraison, ma déroute, ma déveine

2,963 words•~15 min
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Lune, qui là-haut s'allume

3,199 words•~16 min
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Epilogue

467 words•~3 min

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