Diario de un Superviviente (One-Shot)
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MatureComplete Wed, May 10, 20179m
Un mundo post-apocalíptico se cierne sobre el mundo. Un superviviente relata sus vivencias en este nuevo mundo en el que el peligro acecha en cada esquina.
Se trata de un trabajo que hice allá por el 2013 (sólamente he actualizado las fechas) y con el que gané un concurso literario. He querido compartir esta pequeña obra con vosotros, a ver qué os parece.
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