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12.04.2020

Ret Richter

Мне 17 лет. Я из Украины. Рассказы начал писать приблизительно с лет 11. Весь тот бред я до сих пор храню у себя на полке)). Сделал небольшой перерыв на год, и продолжил писать снова, заново, с чистого листа... Мои жанры - это мистика, приключения и лишь немного ужасы (по моему мнению). Со временем я сильно загорелся, стараюсь разгораться все ярче и не потухать. Свои работы буду выкладывать сюда, читайте, оценивайте, а главное - наслаждайтесь!)

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