LUCIA AT NIGHT | Канцтовары для офиса и дома

Someone said Angels often don't know if they move between the living or the dead. And when they move among the living sometimes they hide their face, they run away from our caresses, they slip away and disappear, leaving us with the feeling that, perhaps, they were never beside us.
 
 
Alejandro Ballesteros is a writer whose decadence and lack of inspiration have led him to render so much of himself like the world around him. When, one night of smoke and alcohol, he meets Lucia, he feels that life is again worth it, with all his moments of mystery, of light and darkness, of passion and of deceit.
 
 
But who is Lucia? Who is that torn girl and something arisque that seems to know all about him? How do you anticipate your wishes and appease your most hidden fears? And why do you resist fully trusting him? What shady episodes do you hide in your past?
 
 
Lucía's disappearance will mark the beginning of a feverish search and dotted with unexpected revelations by a stalked world shadow, in which Alexander will have to make the best of himself to find answers. That maybe I would have preferred not to know. A journey to the heart of fear in which you will have to move between regions whose border only angels can cross with impunity.
 
 
Juan Manuel de Prada's literary master puts himself at the service of a plot full of mystery and poetry that wraps and captivates us from the first page. Love and grief, suspicions and absences, death and resurrection, messages that seem to come from the world of dreams or even from beyond. Nothing in the night is what it looks like. And everything has two faces.