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Aperture
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    Leituras 176
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    Votos 7
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    Capítulos 7
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    Tempo 59m
Em andamento, Primeira publicação em mai 25, 2020
Nem and Wade, both photographers, had a chance meeting during a pre-debut shoot for a common friend. Nem already created a name for himself and had already years of experience in photography. Wade is a budding photographer that is hungry to learn and experience actual photography beyond tutorials.

Their similar interest brought them together. Although Nem only sees it as a friendly collaboration and only has an interest in sharing his expertise, he is wary of Wade for it brings back painful memories that he does not want to go through again. 

Yet, Wade, with all his enthusiasm and with his curly hair and personality, charms Nem and gave him another hope.

But, why is it that someone who helped you believe that there is more after a  heartache would also be the one to break your heart even harder?

Will there still be love after a broken heart is shattered in more tiny little pieces? Can the same person fix it, or would it take another?
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Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...