Hijos de la Ira
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Última publicación dom, oct 28, 2018
«No creemos en su caridad. No creemos en su educación. No creemos en ninguna de sus mentiras. No creemos porque siempre su dios come en la mesa del patrón. Creemos en la tierra y las artes de los espíritus. Creemos en la libertad y en la Bestia de Todas las Rebeliones. Y creemos que se mantendrá así»
Pedro es pobre; Aurora es rica. Pedro es moreno; Aurora es blanca. Pedro es huacho; Aurora es mujer.
Ambos niños viven realidades asfixiantes, existencias carentes de sentido y esperanza, determinadas siglos antes de su nacimiento por hombres ricos y blancos.
En una sociedad así de opresora, el único camino hacia la libertad es la ira. Cuando Pedro y Aurora descubren el arte de los brujos, podrán al fin escapar de las cadenas que los sostienen. Aunque eso signifique pactar con el Diablo. Aunque eso signifique hacer el mal.
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