Perfect storm hitting Brazil these days, no sign of sunny skies for us. Shitty government, Nixon-like scandals, threatens of Bolivarian revolutions... Not easy to be Brazilian lately.
I can only find shelter in Darcy and Lizzy. Shall we?
So, from the prologue you know their fates have played with their hearts and this story is about their reactions to life. Settle down and accept or fight? It properly starts here.