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Ophelia
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    LECTURES 205
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    Chapitres 4
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    Durée 11m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement mai 15, 2020
Ophelia is a girl experiencing depression due to all of her problems that she's been going through all her life and is tired of this world's judgments around her, it has made her wished to go back in time, to be in the world of her imagination in the book of fantasy, magic and adventure that her grandmother gave her before she died, where it was set upon in the middle ages in a world that was unknown to anyone except to those who reads this book. Untill one day she was suddenly brought upon inside it's story and the life she's been longing for a longtime begins it's own adventure.
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