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Ruhlar Çıkmazı
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  • Parts 12
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  • Reads 801
  • Votes 265
  • Parts 12
  • Time 2h 10m
Ongoing, First published Sep 04
Mature
4 new parts
18 yaş üstü okuyucular için uygundur. 
Bir karga kaldırımda sessizce beklerken, Zerinia'nın sıradan hayatı çoktan çatlamaya başlamıştı. Her gün aynı gibi görünen hayat, o gün geri dönülmez biçimde değişecekti.
Hayat hiç bir zaman kartlarını açık oynamaz, onun  size söylemediği planları vardır. İşler her an aleyhinize dönebilir.
Bazen hayatta kalmak için karanlığa karışıp gölgelerden yürümek gerekir.

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