Mon petit conte de Noël.
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Voici un petit conte de Noël. J'avais envie d'écrire un petit truc car j'adore la période de Noël. C'est à ce moment qu'on croit que tout peut arriver. Il est sans prétention et l'histoire n'est forcément extraordinaire. Il est inspiré d'un autre écrit ou l'héroïne était censé lire un conte de Noël. J'ai donc décidé de reprendre les quelques brides de cette histoire et de la développer.
Il sera composé de quatre parties que je posterais tous les samedi jusqu'à Noël; un peu comme les quatre bougies de l'avent.
J'espère que cela vous plaira.
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