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“The November fog enveloped everything, muffling sounds and softening the shapes of the houses and the countryside in the distance, immersing them in a sea of violet amber. Behind that color were the last rays of the sun, so dimmed that they could not harm the Damned...” Discover the review
“The November fog enveloped everything, muffling sounds and softening the shapes of the houses and the countryside in the distance, immersing them in a sea of violet amber. Behind that color were the last rays of the sun, so dimmed that they could not harm the Damned...”
The Maid of Orleans is mocked, humiliated, tortured. Discover the review
The Maid of Orleans is mocked, humiliated, tortured.
"There are only the desires of the senses, the rest is the solitude of our souls" Discover the review
"There are only the desires of the senses, the rest is the solitude of our souls"
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