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Statistiche della storia
Scheda tecnica e aggiornamenti
Prima pubblicazione
19 de setembro de 2017
Ultimo aggiornamento
19 de setembro de 2017
Stato editoriale
Completata
Lingua
Português (Brasil)
Raccolte di lettori che contengono questa storia:
The Poor Girl's Tale
+14•2774 parole•Histórias originais•Avventura•Dramma•Suspense•Tragedia
The Warrior's Tale
PT•6067 parole•Histórias originais•Azione•Dramma•Mistero•Suspense•Tragedia•Amicizia
The Soldier's Tale
PT•2433 parole•Histórias originais•Azione•Avventura•Dramma•Mistero•Suspense•Amicizia
Panthea's Diaries
PT•1376 parole•Histórias originais•Azione•Avventura•Dramma•Fantasy•Mistero•Tragedia•Universo Alternativo•Amicizia
panthea
PT•1048 parole•Histórias originais•Azione•Dramma•Fantascienza•Suspense
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