Little Oan has grown up. Many travels and quests for meaning in words have led him to become a seeker of good vibes. Occasionally a philosopher, often a storyteller of wonders. Adventures have not been lacking, but illustrations did much. That's why I, Oan, attempt to pay tribute to myself by writing these modest publications.
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Azriel ou le complexe du silence
Dans un lointain et ancien royaume, une mere en devenir garder un secret, tourmenter par la culpabilité de se...
Azriel or the Divine Secret
In an ancient kingdom, a mother remained silent, tormented by the guilt of her acts of lust and betrayal, whi...
Me
Few words to express the Me. Many to give it an expression. A meaning maybe or a subject at least. Try and no...