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She would like to be, at the very least. He is forbidden to leave the territory, like the rest of his tribe. Thus she lives several hundred meters high and cannot leave this refuge in the face of the creatures that live below. But since her mother came from elsewhere, without anyone knowing where or how Cella imagines that there must be other tribes somewhere and new places to discover. Across the big water, maybe? On the eve of his seventeenth ritual, a strange object appears on the big water… An unprecedented event: It's a boat! Yet he was always taught that nothing could live on or in water. Now, cella has only one thing In mind, going down to meet the sailors…

Eight years have passed since the death of god's palace got a new master. Many things have changed since then, but this does not affect Mélandrie. On the demonic plane, at the extreme opposite of the city of the damned, the young demon with the human appearance lives a calm and uneventful life. In her peaceful village overlooked by a mountain, Mélandrie sees the days go by without any fear, strolling on this island of peace surrounded by an ocean of chaos. However, nothing is forever and even the village where she has always lived is not safe from a devastating storm. A dark threat hangs over the world and Mélandrie could be, despite herself, carried away in this quest to stop this threat.

May 1930. A young French woman touches American soil for the first time. She comes to receive the inheritance of a forgotten uncle, who bequeaths to her thousands of hectares of land and a house lost in the heart of the forests of Maine, Pinewood. From this remote place, she decides to make a haven of peace for herself, for the immigrants she finds on her way, and for all those who have seen enough of the Great War. But quickly, she must face the evils that overwhelm the United States in these troubled times: the smugglers of the region, the Ku Klux Klan, the racism, and the ordinary sexism that she experiences daily. She learns to face her enemies, choose her allies, and make ramparts of mountains and forests, to protect her dreams. The different chapters are named after the titles of old songs, rather than from Appalachia, which punctuates the lives of the protagonists.

A world is drawn from the absurd. Mysteries that pile up to the ceiling. Atypical beings and an exotic kingdom. When life changes to plunge us into a more than disturbing fantastic universe… "My life had always been a long calm river. Between high school, homework, television… You could say that I lived a wonderful routine. Well… that was before… Before a girl dressed as a winged clown falls from my bedroom ceiling and takes me on a completely surreal adventure." Eudora has all the hateful girls. Selfish, petty, taking pleasure in pushing those around her… She is the very definition of cruelty, seeing only her navel and having no concern for the fate of others. Overnight, the girl will find herself with a heavy burden on her shoulders. Seeing himself becoming the only hope of a population destined for chaos. Can there be any hope when the world is in the hands of the most self-absorbed girl there is? And yet, it's all just a matter of minutes. One minute for eternity.

"Will you open the door? I will explain everything to you. » How can a simple gesture have so much value? How can it matter so much? This simple movement on my part has the power to sweep away everything in its path. My doubts, my certainties. My life. My whole existence will be called into question if I push the doors. If I let him enter my living space. But do I have a choice? Do I have a chance to escape this mess my life has become? I have already trampled on everything by letting him build a place of choice by my side. A place that has never been vacant for anyone but him. And yet, today, it is him of whom I am most afraid. My best friend terrifies me because after always looking for what they were hiding from me, here I am very close to the truth. And I'm not sure I want to accept it. Otherwise, it comes down to taking everything. Their explanations, their nature, their world where violence and death reign… And then there is the other. The one I can't bear. The one I hate because he makes me feel too much. Things I don't even want to hear about.

Arda is a merciless land for those who are not called heroes. And the only justice of this land is that of the Valar. So she wonders: when will it be her turn to pay? She stands facing them, facing this past that frightens her so much. Ilestelwen watched them die, one by one. She has been fleeIng all her life this weight that she will never get rid of. Sometimes she dreams that she Is running away. Or someone is coming to get her. Sometimes, she thinks that despite everything, she may become a woman who is looked at and whose wounds cannot be seen. But the dream dissipates, reality resumes its place. And his ghosts too. "Be careful not to lose yourself by hugging shadows." AESOP "While some are born to feast, others spend their lives In darkness, begging for shadows." "Let the threat of your escape hover. Flee In Ilestelwen was dreaming. Standing In front of this silent crowd, she saw neIther flame nor darkness, but it was Indeed her hell that stood there. She had always been afraid. To sleep, to die, to be abandoned. But her greatest fear was being caught up In this past that she was trying to get rId of at all costs. She knew that sooner or later that moment would come, maybe that was the worst… For decades, she had been running away from every moment that could remind her of this life she wanted to escape. Falling asleep was torture, she knew her dreams would be filled with memories