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Summer, 1985.
In Crescent Shores, California.
A beach town with people who are just as small as itself.
A place with waves to surf, fires to warm, and bubblegum tinted sunsets to gaze upon.
Sun-kissed teens light up their cigarettes as they waste the summer like those ashes.
Victor Nikiforov was one of them.
A west coast juvenile.
Or at least, that's what he thought.
Until those brown eyes turned his ashes into a burning flame.
Started: ♡ February 13 2018 ♡
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