Summertime Vibes

Summertime Vibes

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WpMetadataReadCompleta mer, gen 18, 20231h 18m
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Coming out e Accettazione di se stessi
To be in the moment with the people he loves. That's what Djimmy wanted to do all summer. But what he encounters is more exciting than what he expected. And what was stolen is more precious than all the toys and treats that was taken from him in his kindered years. 'I remember it was after school on a Friday afternoon when we'd rush to our flats and get changed. Then at two thirty p.m. everybody's at my cousin's flat waiting for the show on Crazy World Live to start. It's a good vibe, being close to the people you love. My heart keeps vibrating as I ruminate on the topic. Part of me wishes that this moment will never end.' > Dec 2022
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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...

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