The book of John Doe
The desert tightens around you.
You ride single file, the guide in front, Robert behind. No one speaks. Continue Reading
Author: soyjuanma86
Poèmes
« Non » triste écho du passé…
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The book of John Doe
You shake your head, heart tightening as the woman urges you to flee. Continue Reading
The book of John Doe
You nod, swallowing the heavy lump of doubt in your throat.
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The book of John Doe
You see the Baroness depart with Sir Stevan, as your guide, by your side. Hw knows very well the routes that lead to and from this city. Continue Reading
The book of John Doe
The desert offers no apology for its silence. Hours pass beneath the blazing eye of the sun, and each night the crow returns. Continue Reading
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The book of John Doe
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