Gemini
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Last published Mon, Dec 31, 2018
Suivez l'aventure de deux femmes quasi jumelles qui ont réussi à se perdre dans un désert, qui doivent rester ensemble, mais qui ne se supporte pas...
Mouai... On a fait mieux comme résumé... Mais franchement ? Si vous vous ennuyé, aller regarder le premier chapitre et laisser moi votre avis ^^
Petite précision :
Les personnages m'appartiennent. Je vous en serais gré de ne pas prendre mon travail. Merci. Et si votre curiosité fait que vous lirez mon histoire, et bien je vous en remercie et bonne lecture !
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