Un Nouveau Monde
- LECTURAS 20
- Votos 3
- Partes 2
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Última publicación dom, may 5, 2019
Si un autre monde existait, comment serait-il ?
Ce monde existe bel et bien et il se divise en plusieurs terres, plus mystérieuses les unes que les autres. L'une d'entre elles est sous le contrôle de l'Homme, un être dont tout le monde ignore l'identité. Et dans cette terre vit Kaëna, une jeune fille surnommée la Créature aux yeux de tous. Pourquoi ? Car elle fait partie des Autres, une sous-espèce peuplée de croisements entre plusieurs peuples. Kaëna ne connaît rien au monde qui l'entoure sauf sa terre. Et encore... Pourtant un soir, elle va décider de partir, de sortir de cette prison qui a été jusqu'à aujourd'hui son seul refuge.
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