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Genre: Historic Novel
Topic: Fiction
Number of pages: 278

Miquel was already used to those quiet moments, lying on the floor behind the heathers or the reddish stones in that area of the Pyrenees. A country that had its own identity, but always aboused and used as a changing coin by everyone. Both of their muskets, loaded and ready, where pretty close, just in front, in a plain rock under the heat of the sun. Their pistols still smelled with the gunpowder within had been loaded just a moment ago. 

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