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خطوة إلى عالم لا حدود له من القصص

الاستماع والقراءة

Nicholas J. Nawroth

I might be dead or I might be dreaming. In the twilight hour, I awoke in my grave. I know my name is Anna. But I don’t remember the place I was before. And I don’t know how to get back. My only hope is to trust a raven that my dead eye tells me is not what he appears.

Xander Hildenbrandt

Happyland Press

The Longest Night

/ hour one : the graveyard / [short read]