Jindal Mehul (9 results)

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Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. Neuware -Dear reader,It was midnight when I recalled something; something which I think I had inside me, but unlearnt. From unknown and misty memories. I think it is true, my heart and mind both say that in one strength. These are horrible hours. The ground is trembling within every few minutes. The air is heavy. The sky is black.Every soul of Vatali-Umb is scared. Panic is in each head. But I am feeling light. As if a burden has been lifted. There is a rumor of a battle; they say it The Battle of the six elements. Indeed, I see the rumor to be right. Probably what I recall is¿ I was a chief of armed troops in a country called Kaaleema, in this birth or the previous I do not know. I was captured. How No idea. My head is aching horribly!I do not feel like myself. I am feeling aged, weary. My mind is slow in processing, very slow. But loose and open I am, as not in many countless years. Like a bird fly free out of a cage. Everything is a bit foggy but visible. I have a lot in my head, that is why I decided to write it, I can¿t contain it anymore. It might seem to be foolish, but.Osiliam, in the hour of terror.Books on Demand GmbH, Überseering 33, 22297 Hamburg 52 pp. Englisch.

Paperback / softback. Condition: New. Jindal, Mehul (illustrator). This item is printed on demand. New copy - Usually dispatched within 5-9 working days.

Paperback / softback. Condition: New. Jindal, Mehul (illustrator). This item is printed on demand. New copy - Usually dispatched within 5-9 working days.

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Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. This item is printed on demand - it takes 3-4 days longer - Neuware -Dear reader,It was midnight when I recalled something; something which I think I had inside me, but unlearnt. From unknown and misty memories. I think it is true, my heart and mind both say that in one strength. These are horrible hours. The ground is trembling within every few minutes. The air is heavy. The sky is black.Every soul of Vatali-Umb is scared. Panic is in each head. But I am feeling light. As if a burden has been lifted. There is a rumor of a battle; they say it The Battle of the six elements. Indeed, I see the rumor to be right. Probably what I recall is. I was a chief of armed troops in a country called Kaaleema, in this birth or the previous I do not know. I was captured. How No idea. My head is aching horribly!I do not feel like myself. I am feeling aged, weary. My mind is slow in processing, very slow. But loose and open I am, as not in many countless years. Like a bird fly free out of a cage. Everything is a bit foggy but visible. I have a lot in my head, that is why I decided to write it, I can't contain it anymore. It might seem to be foolish, but.Osiliam, in the hour of terror. 52 pp. Englisch.

Condition: New. Dieser Artikel ist ein Print on Demand Artikel und wird nach Ihrer Bestellung fuer Sie gedruckt. Autor/Autorin: Jindal MehulMehul Jindal.Dear reader,It was midnight when I recalled something something which I think I had inside me, but unlearnt. From unknown and misty memories. I think it is true, my heart and mind both say that in one st.

Taschenbuch. Condition: Neu. nach der Bestellung gedruckt Neuware - Printed after ordering - Dear reader,It was midnight when I recalled something; something which I think I had inside me, but unlearnt. From unknown and misty memories. I think it is true, my heart and mind both say that in one strength. These are horrible hours. The ground is trembling within every few minutes. The air is heavy. The sky is black.Every soul of Vatali-Umb is scared. Panic is in each head. But I am feeling light. As if a burden has been lifted. There is a rumor of a battle; they say it The Battle of the six elements. Indeed, I see the rumor to be right. Probably what I recall is. I was a chief of armed troops in a country called Kaaleema, in this birth or the previous I do not know. I was captured. How No idea. My head is aching horribly!I do not feel like myself. I am feeling aged, weary. My mind is slow in processing, very slow. But loose and open I am, as not in many countless years. Like a bird fly free out of a cage. Everything is a bit foggy but visible. I have a lot in my head, that is why I decided to write it, I can't contain it anymore. It might seem to be foolish, but.Osiliam, in the hour of terror.