Far From Earth

Chronicles From Zeta Reticuli

Greg

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… e ad un certo punto arrivò l’oblio, gli dei si dimenticarono di quella pena, le aquile sazie si stancarono, e la ferita, lentamente, si richiuse.

Libera reinterpretazione dal Prometeo di Kafka.

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Author: Greg Icy Stark

Who am I ? Nothing but the shadow in your eyes, an unknown feeling, a chilly autumn wind.

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