✍ Scribed by J. Tell
No coin nor oath required. For personal study only.
Estudiaba a la mujer, y la fría desazón que tuvo en un principio se acentuaba. Era joven, de pelo y ojos negros, y en cualquier otro momento se hubiera admirado de su belleza. Pero los rasgos de la cara estaban tirantes, rígidos, los labios se curvaban en una mueca agria, revulsiva, y los ojos tenían el brillo que, en una habitación de paredes cubiertas por tules negros, proporcionaría una vela.
Versión : 1.0
Autores : J. Tell
EPG Id : 40013509
Estado : LDS
Páginas : 86
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