LOST BOYS - VOLUME I
ON AN ISLAND, INFAMOUS IN THE MEDITERRANEAN'S EMBRACE, they found themselves in a mysterious space.
Amidst strangers, perfect in their unknown tales, the certainty of memory pales. In this seclusion, they learned that losing oneself is how one is remade.
For in the shadow of forgetting, the true self is found. Alas, they realized, in loss, we find our path anew.
CHAPTER I: THE POOL
THE WATER, A GLISTENING, INVITING HUE, whispers of swims in depths true blue. A day draped in leisure's gentle sway, where friendship blooms in the sun's ray.
CHAPTER II: THE BEACH
ON ES CAVALLET'S EMBRACE AMONGST IBIZA'S STRAY, seven souls, in speedos, helm the sandy bay. Their skin, kissed by sun, in radiant glow, where waves whisper secrets, and sea breezes blow.
CHAPTER III: THE BANQUET
SKIN AGLOW WITH THE SUN'S FIERY GRACE, the crew returns, to a chef's banquet, in sun's last embrace. Around the villa's pool, where night and day meet, In a symphony of muting colors, their grateful hearts beat.
CHAPTER IV: THE BOAT
ON THEIR FINAL DAY, THEIR BOAT DANCES THROUGH THE OPEN STRAITS, leaping into the ocean's heart, where adventure awaits. The sun casts glimmers on their path, wind in their hair. In a race with the horizon, a finale beyond compare.
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