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Concluida dom, jun 25, 20175m
lejos, muy lejos; donde todos conocen, pero nadie quiere ir, donde no hay más ruido que el de los murmullos de los que no vemos y donde las memorias resurgen, el aire hiela y las hojas caen en una noche nublada......¿no te da curiosidad a donde nos llevará este sendero espectral?
en este breve pero entretenido y algo oscuro relato, un niño despierta en un sitio al que no recuerda de donde llego ni porque, y buscando a no sabe quien por alguna razón, veamos a donde nos llevara esta aventura no esperada, siguiendo adelante en búsqueda del renombrado olvidado Evaristo Montt, para ver si el sabrá se porque su extraño despertar en el cementerio general y también una realidad que nunca deben olvidar
(este relato esta basado un poco en la historia de Evaristo Montt y su muerte, y en algunos datos sobre el cementerio general de Antofagasta.....espero que lo disfruten)
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