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Fyodor Dostoevsky

White Nights

“A fleeting encounter, a lifetime of longing.”
Step into the evocative world of White Nights, Fyodor Dostoevsky's exquisite story of love, dreams, and human connection. Set against the ethereal backdrop of St. Petersburg's luminous white nights, this moving novella captures the tender emotions of a lonely dreamer who finds solace in an unexpected friendship with a mysterious young woman.

In just a few brief nights, their lives intertwine, bringing moments of joy, hope, and bittersweet reflection. White Nights explores the delicate beauty of fleeting relationships and the universal longing for love and companionship. Dostoevsky's mastery of emotional depth and poetic storytelling makes this novella a timeless classic that continues to captivate readers.

Praise for White Nights:

“A beautifully written exploration of the human soul and the complexities of love.” — Literary Classics Review
“Dostoevsky's most touching and romantic work, filled with a sense of nostalgia and yearning.” — The Guardian
Don't miss this literary gem that has touched the hearts of readers for generations. Dive into White Nights today and let Dostoevsky's words transport you to a world of romance, dreams, and introspection.

Order your copy now and experience the timeless beauty of White Nights!
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Propietario de los derechos de autor
Bookwire
Publicación original
2024
Año de publicación
2024
Editorial
Icarsus
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