Le chant des cigales
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- Votos 7
- Partes 2
La légende raconte que les cigales ont un jour été des Hommes, des Hommes qui se laissèrent tellement subjugués par la beauté du chant des muses qu'ils en oublièrent de se nourrir.
Aujourd'hui, ces Hommes, munis de leur nouvelle enveloppe charnelle, chantent sans jamais s'arrêter.
Anna et Lilian, deux étudiants à Lyon, vont se croiser au détour d'un cours de chant. Il s'en suivra la relation la plus passionnelle qu'ils auront jamais vécue. Une relation si passionnelle qu'ils pourraient oublier de se nourrir...
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