- Ainda Sem Legenda: Christmas Carole

Carole looked at her hands. They were steady. She didn’t just know the script; she felt the rhythm of Dickens’ prose in her bones. She stepped out of the shadows. "I’ll do it live," she said.

The director scoffed. "You’re going to type three hundred words a minute in the dark?" Christmas Carole - ainda sem legenda

Carole stood in her small circle of light, her hands finally resting against her chest. There were no subtitles on the walls, but for the first time in the history of the theater, everyone had heard the story perfectly. Carole looked at her hands