Zoe The Lived-dead Women
(Amazone)
Zoe The lived-dead women
Amazone
That?s one introduction?It's mines. The first introduction that I will have written, of the first book to which I would have given birth. I am happy to be able to share my passion with people who like the same thing as me. I would like that you note this abstract; I would like to have your assistance, dear readers. With all my heart? good reading?
Zoe hesitated to support on the relaxation. The contact of cold metal against her temple made her shiver. Her long hair of fire was plated against her face, wet of tears of rages and distresses. In the middle of the sheets of autumns, in position of the fetus, she trembled of any sound small being. Her body was thin. Her face pale and contracted by anger resembled of nothing with the photograph which had taken two years, located before on the convenient one of her mother. Her eyes were opened with sorrows, due to the puffiness which the storm had created. Her desiccated and faded lips, were only flesh wounded in which her teeth had been inserted in the moments when the cries were not enough any more. Her clothing was soiled and torn by her insane race in wood, trying to flee her own demons. Her head awaited only the detonation to finally be able to release her. Her heart was as a too ripe fruit which had started its putrefaction.
The freshness of November gently created a weakness in her fragile fingers. A high wind is come to discover her face, and at this time she decided to put a pressure on this language which made grimace with the life. She heard the catch of the trigger, but the shot does not resound. At this time, Zoe realized that obviously she had not made a success of anything in her life; not even her own suicide. In spite of her breathing sharp and jerked, Zoe had already died for a long time ago. She was dead even if she had more lived, but which life?.
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