Despotic
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Last published Wed, Apr 5, 2017
Il mondo è un posto così strano. Ha vissuto più anni di guerra che di pace. Tutto ciò che si vuole è il controllo. Un controllo che potrebbe mettere fine a molte cose, potrebbe risolvere molti problemi e far ritornare definitivamente la pace. Ma questo controllo è difficile da ottenere tanto quanto lo è domarlo. E tutto questo potere può essere una condanna quanto un dono per una sola persona. Andrea Toscar è solo una ragazza di sedici anni e il controllo sa benissimo cos'è e cosa comporta.
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