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Secret d'une Rouée [En Pause]
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Une histoire dont vous décidez la suite une semaine sur deux!
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FAQ:
Rouée?
D'après le Larousse: "Adjectif et nom féminin: Qui est sans principes et sans moralité."
Comment ça marche?
Un vendredi sur deux, je publie un fragment de lettre qui se termine par un choix. Vous avez jusqu'au vendredi suivant à 17h57 pour voter pour votre proposition préférée. J'écris le fragment qui a reçu le plus de votes d'ici au vendredi d'après, et on recommence :)
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Fragments de lettres interceptées par le Cabinet Noir, de billets grivois entre philosophes et libertins, de rapports de sbires de la police de Louis XV.
À vous de voter pour le fragment suivant dans les commentaires.
À vous de reconstituer une sombre chronique du siècle des Lumières.
À vous de découvrir le secret d'une rouée.
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