I l l u m i n a t e

prolouge

'Dear Phil,
Your love for me is white and pure,it's new born baby,untouched silk,fresh snow and smooth seashells
you love like every new person you meet is a fresh start,a new beginning for life to be as pure as it was the day you were first born.

I love like a car crash,my eyes the headlights always looking for trouble around every corner. My love is red and tainted,it's spilled blood,drunken bar fights,red lights and stop signs
I want to love you but I can't and now I think I know too much to turn away and stop myself from wrecking you'

A story in which two boys meet on a beach by accident and fall for each other as hard as the waves against the shoreline and the shells.