Cuento de terror (arañas)

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La sangre brotaba de mi cuello, en cada exhalación se esfumaba la vida… No podía hablar… nadie llegaba… pero…

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  1. Gloriosa says:

    Unos puntos suspensivos que dejas pensar miles de cosas. Magnífico

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    1. lynyo says:

      Gracias por captar la esencia!

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