World-Wolf  - (ENGLISH)

World-Wolf - (ENGLISH)

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WpMetadataReadConcluída qui, out 29, 20203h 40min
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I have never understood the whole synopsis concept. Sometimes I read novels narrated by a dudes, or in formal first person, who have the synopsis wrote in third. I guarantee you that when I see those things, my mind gets emptied. I wanted to make sure you know that. Besides, I want to tell you that here you are not going to find such a big deal, just a few weeks of my life. I discourage reading to the following people who will come out after the colon: phony, religious, sentimental, faint hearted, philosopher, psychologist, detective and all the others left. Instead, I don't know to who advise to read it, but considering that I have written this story for myself and for curiosity, I'm going to be the only one to read it. I'll tell you my name for the manner's sake: Levi Minger. © This work is an author's property.
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Her entire life so far had been like one sunny afternoon, passing quickly and soon forgotten along with all the other days that had no stand-out excitement or tragedy. At thirteen she was ready to explore the entire world, learn fighting and this new world. Her emotions were not easily hidden on her innocent face. Her pain was evident in the crease of her lovely brow and the down-curve of her full lips. But her eyes, her eyes showed her soul. They were a deep pool of restless gold, an ocean of hopeless grief. As he looked into her eyes I knew, all the beauty of the universe could not even hope to compete with this simple thing: passion. Passion turned her eyes into orbs of the brightest fire, and in them I read clearly that she would fight to the very last tear for her life. She would not let the world break her. Sure she could cry, but she would never let them take her true self from her. She clung to it with passion. Passion that made her beautiful. He saw her passion! A story about love and finding her identity! Who is she? Enjoy reading. :)

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