All these things that we were

Perhaps it was not love they felt that strange summer.Perhaps the sand did not cling to their skins so desperately out of lust for them, perhaps the sea breeze did not ruffle at their hair because it wanted their attention and perhaps the moon and stars did not hang so low in the sky because they too wished to be closer to them.But they do know that it was something so powerful that they struggle and they choke when they try to put it into words, and that’s something they are not familiar with, that's something they don't even have a name for.

I'm here with another Hansy story while I search the inspiration to finish another one.This first chapter works as some kind of introduction for the rest of the story and I intend to continue exploring this fic, although I still have to define some important details.I wanted to have more chapters already written before posting this but I couldn't held myself.:)