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Vismannen

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I alla tider har vismännen vakat över gränserna mellan verkligheterna och vår värld. Han som nu vandrar mellan världarna är dock ganska less. Han vill inte föra över kunskapen till sina barn, helst inte ha något med de osynliga att göra alls. Det är ett otacksamt jobb. Folk tror att man är knäpp, man får inte betalt och värst av allt det finns ingen manual. Men när något ont mörkt och uråldrigt vaknar djupt inne i den västerbottniska skogen är det bara han som kan stoppa det.Seluruh Hak Cipta Dilindungi Undang-Undang

fantasy myter skräck vampyrer varulvar västerbotten

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Jum, Jun 30, 2017

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Jum, Jun 30, 2017

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