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- Chapitres 9
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Dernière publication dim., oct. 13, 2019
J'ai longtemps hésité à partager d'autres nouvelles, mais je me lance. J'ai à la fois beaucoup de nouvelles dans mes dossiers, mais trop peu pour sortir un recueil cohérent, surtout que je n'en écris plus du tout en ce moment, je suis trop occupée sur d'autres projets.
Plusieurs textes, comme celui-ci, ont déjà fait leur vie dans des anthologies qui ne sont plus éditées (Robots, chez La Madolière pour celui-ci). Voici l'histoire d'un petit génie passionné d'armes à feu qui voulait devenir un robot...
Yitzhak est un personnage de RP que j'écris toujours dans mon temps libre. J'aime emprunter des personnages que je connais bien pour renforcer l'immersion dans un texte court. Bien sûr, pour le besoin du récit, il s'agit ici d'une version alternative.
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