(VIGILANTE)
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Na obra VIGILANTE Magno Matias criou uma seleção de histórias macabras digna dos melhores conto de suspense. Sem nada dever a Stephen King. As histórias nos faz crer que o protagonista possui algum transtorno mental e o enredo foca nesse aspecto para se desenvolver, tratando das razões do personagem. A trama acontece ao redor de um crime de difícil solução, com um ritmo frenético e caótico onde a imaginação do personagem central nos leva ao auge da ansiedade. - O que realmente é o enredo dessa trama? O personagem tem um distúrbio mental ou estamos lidando com um caso de assombração? O interessante é que, o processo da composição, inclui o planejamento da ideia, a transcrição do que foi pensado pelo Autor para desenvolver o enredo. Magno usa isso com pequenos trechos de: (Visão do Autor) que voce acompanhará ao decorrer da trama. BOA LEITURA
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