Colosseum (Planeta Internacional)

Colosseum (Planeta Internacional)

Language: Spanish

Pages: 0

ISBN: 8408128140

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Eligió olvidar su nombre y borrar su pasado. Renunció a su libertad. Intentó no convertirse en gladiador. Pero acabó en el Coliseo para enfrentarse a su destino. No hay lucha más cruel que la que está a punto de comenzar.Hoy ha llegado su día. en pocos minutos, alguien levantará la reja y le obligará a luchar. Y él tendrá que combatir a muerte con su mejor amigo, en un enfrentamiento en el que uno de ellos caerá en el olvido de los vencidos. Puesto que en la arena sólo existe una ley: «O todo o nada».

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deceased, or the makeshift arenas. What he knows is that in a few moments someone will lift the grate and order him to carry out what he came into this world to do. What he knows is that today he will have to kill his best friend. Or, if he is lucky, it will be he that is struck down, quenching the treacherous sand with his own blood. A bitch of a destiny for the man everyone calls Verus. Here in the arena, either you win or you lose. Tertium non datur. There is no third way. The man

brick-by-brick into a dream made flesh and blood. The legend of undying victory. Julia’s tears of gratitude, Domitian’s bitter smile, the light immersing Titus’s features. The heads and tails of the She-wolf’s coin: indelible portraits of the perfect day, soiled, just like the others, by the blood of the just. All eyes are on the Gaul and the Briton, now. They are the most famous men in Rome. Hailing from distant lands and survivors of a pitiless destiny, they have become gods, sweating real

burst out laughing. “May the gods twice curse the Romans, brother! May this fucking city burn down to the foundations!” Massinissa has inspired himself and Verus signals to him to keep his voice down, but it is already too late. One of Demetrius’s minions is finishing his patrol through the cages and he must have cleaned his ears out properly this morning. He stands in front of the Numidian with his arms folded. “Let’s hear that again, negro…What is it that should burn?” And then, before

upon the stones carved into the wood, he senses a sweet aroma in his mouth. Love and sex pass. So do life and death. But glory sculpted in marble, well, that lasts forever. Titus smiles one last time, a smile nobody sees. The future, at it must be said, is a sweet fruit indeed. The cart bumps along, as it has ever since they left. Priscus tries to make himself comfortable on the wooden bench, but his bones ache. Whatever position he sits in, the cage is always too small. The

upon the stones carved into the wood, he senses a sweet aroma in his mouth. Love and sex pass. So do life and death. But glory sculpted in marble, well, that lasts forever. Titus smiles one last time, a smile nobody sees. The future, at it must be said, is a sweet fruit indeed. The cart bumps along, as it has ever since they left. Priscus tries to make himself comfortable on the wooden bench, but his bones ache. Whatever position he sits in, the cage is always too small. The

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