¿Esto es magia?

¿Esto es magia?

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Antes, la gente decía que el futuro iba hacer algo maravilloso, con coches voladores y tecnología muy avanzada, pero entonces la catástrofe se desató. Y es que cuando el Zar decide empezar una guerra contra los demás países, el mundo se desestabiliza, primero caen los demás países de Asia, después Europa, Oceanía, África y por último América. Y os preguntaréis como pudo conseguir todo eso, pero es que el Zar había conseguido el poder para poder reinar, pero no para ser un gobernante bueno y amable, sino uno despiadado y arrogante. Por lo que ahora, en pleno 2156, los países le temen al Zar, la gente se muere de hambre y la tecnología está más que atrasada... Pero espera un momento, ha ocurrido algo, el Zar está inquieto ¿Qué es lo que habrá pasado?
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Before 1936, I was alone. Russia was in a state of chaos after the Bolshevik takeover at Petrograd. Vladimir Lenin was gaining power at a frightening rate. Outside of Russia, the world was at war with itself. After Archduke Ferdinand's assassination, Europe was plunged into turmoil. Everything was going insane. I wasn't alone in the familial sense. Although my mother died giving birth to my younger sister, Natalia, and my father was one of the ones killed in Petrograd, I still had my sisters. Katyushka was my older sister. She treated me with a maternal gentleness; in fact, it was she who made my scarf, which I still wear to this day. Natalia was my younger sister. She was very attached to me, and some might've called it obsessive, but I didn't blame her. When she was three, I had fallen very ill, and I almost didn't make it. Katyushka soon got over my near death, but since Natalia was so young, her mind never fully recovered. But even with my sisters, I was still alone. I was always trying to find some way for us to scrape by, which led me to spend most of my waking hours away from home. I had very few friends, and the friendships I had were shaky, at best. Whenever I tried to talk to anyone, they would ignore me or push me out of their ways, thinking I was just another street boy. Before 1936, I was alone. ... Under the Same Stars: Book One

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