Somewhere, in between the fighting and the death and the magic and the blood (so much blood, seriously) a spark has been lit deep inside his bones. Sunny, rushing acoustics melt into dusky vocals, resounding with an eerie push into dark, night-flavored beats— because Stiles is anything but picky when it comes to genre, and all he ever does is live through the afternoons to get to the lush purple-blue nights.

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