Krieg
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Last published Sun, Oct 5, 2014
Krieg.
Das war es, was in Ashan ausgebrochen war.
Niemand konnte ihn aufhalten.Er hatte immer mehr Opfer mit sich gebracht.
Ein Krieg der niemals aufhören wollte.
Und das alles begann mit dem Sturz von Anastasyas Vater.
Ob sie den Krieg gewinnt oder ob sie den Krieg stoppt, liegt ganz allein in Ashas Händen.
In den Händen der Götter...
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