Almas perdidas

Almas perdidas

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Oryz estaba seguro que esta vez lograría lo que tanto habia intentado sin éxito, pues ahora las probabilidades de fallar eran escasas. Estaba convencido que sería el primero en burlar al destino. Pero a veces burlar el destino es mucho más difícil de lo que se espera...y más aún cuando esta grabado en tu propia alma... Esta historia corta de ficción te llevará un futuro lejano, donde las almas son la fuente de energía principal que mantiene la vida bajo una única condición: mantener los sentimientos controlados. Qué pasa si se incumple?
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