La Chute.
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Comme quoi l'existence ne tient qu'à un fil.
"Et ils entrèrent dans la maison, envoûté par cette douce voix grave qui semblait retentir dans chaque recoins du manoir alors qu'elle ne faisait que bourdonner dans leurs têtes.
Le silence régnait en ces lieux, pourtant un grand vacarme avait lieux dans l'esprit de chacun d'eux, leur donnant différents ordres suivant leurs tâches à accomplir."
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