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sour

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Reads 126
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Parts 2
Time 12m

eleonorethewriter

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80s adolescents aigre amour américaine colline cyclades divorce dégoût ete etrange famille hématophilie ile mer queer reves sapphique secrets sel sáng vacances wlw

1988, archipel des Cyclades, Grèce.

Tentant de faire oublier son divorce à ses enfants, le père de Sarai décide de les emmener, elle et son frère, sur l'île de Kímolos pour des vacances loin de leur Pennsylvanie natale. Sur place, une petite maison perdue sur la colline et la promesse d'un été paisible loin de la ville. 

Sarai, agacée par le comportement mielleux de son père, passe ses journées dans les bois et au bord de l'eau avec Ismene et sa bande d'amis. Plus elle s'éloigne de sa famille, plus elle se sent libre. 

Sans savoir qu'un poison aigre s'apprête à s'infiltrer dans ses plaies.

TW: sang et blessures, comportements dérangeants, suggestion de relations sexuelles, automutilation.All Rights Reserved

80s adolescents aigre amour américaine colline cyclades divorce dégoût ete etrange famille hématophilie ile mer queer reves sapphique secrets sel sáng vacances wlw

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