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Metanoia

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adventure death murder mystery-thriller nature

something queer was about the place. the air had it blowing. the water had it flowing through the river and streams.Todos los derechos reservados

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The Pencil's Case

Sometimes life can play tricks to you. That's what I thought when I was in front of this police officer. He was impatient, his khaki jacket still wet from the heavy rain. It's been hours now that he interrogates me. But I had nothing to answer. Our relationship? It was non-existent. So how did I end here? "You only kept silent but you know it won't help you. Your name is in his calls register. So now, answers the question! Why were you two in contact?!" ••• "𝗛𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗽𝗲𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗹!"