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Disponible depuis le 23 juin 2009 – <\/h3>\nDisponible depuis le 23 juin 2009 – <\/h3>\nExtrait : Elle redressa la t\u00eate sans se relever. Les feuilles n\u2019avaient pas la m\u00eame couleur \u00e0 l\u2019envers qu\u2019\u00e0 l\u2019endroit. Vu d\u2019en-dessous le flanc \u00e9tait plus clair. De longues stries en forme de veines couraient le long de la surface lisse. Sa main s\u2019attarda un instant sur le tronc rugueux et in\u00e9gal. Une fine particule de bois se d\u00e9tacha et tomba sur la terre. Tout cela semblait irr\u00e9el. <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Disponible depuis le 23 juin 2009 – Extrait :Soann se d\u00e9pla\u00e7a vers le premier arbre. Il \u00e9tait plant\u00e9 dans un grand bac dispos\u00e9 en contrebas[\u2026]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":376,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-237","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-non-classe"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/03\/Parution_Chroniques_s.jpg?fit=240%2C240&ssl=1","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4t416-3P","jetpack-related-posts":[],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=237"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2091,"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/237\/revisions\/2091"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/376"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=237"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=237"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.verobreger.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=237"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
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Soann se d\u00e9pla\u00e7a vers le premier arbre. Il \u00e9tait plant\u00e9 dans un grand bac dispos\u00e9 en contrebas du niveau o\u00f9 elle se situait. Elle estima que le socle devait faire environ trois m\u00e8tres de haut sur cinq de diam\u00e8tre.
<\/span>Toucher<\/em><\/span>. Elle s\u2019accroupit, posa sa main sur la surface granuleuse de la terre marron clair.
<\/span>Sentir<\/em><\/span>.<\/em> Elle ferma les yeux un instant sur la perception de la mati\u00e8re dans sa paume. C\u2019\u00e9tait la premi\u00e8re fois qu\u2019elle caressait de la terre sans protection. Une terre saine, vierge de tout immondice.
<\/span>Humer<\/em><\/span>. En p\u00e9n\u00e9trant dans le caisson elle avait \u00e9t\u00e9 saisie par l\u2019odeur qui s\u2019en d\u00e9gageait. La fra\u00eecheur aux relents inconnus l\u2019envahit. Habitu\u00e9e \u00e0 toutes les puanteurs possibles et inimaginables elle ne se rappelait pas une telle sensation. <\/span><\/p>\n