The thingamabobs. What are they? Who are they?
Why.
The sun comes up everyday. Then it falls. It crashes to the ground, succumbing to the moon
He loves her, but for her to live is for him to die.
The thingamabobs took the moon, they tied her back, and stole her stars. They're dying, falling into another galaxy. A galaxy with a road made of milk, the Via Lactea.
The sun cried, a slave to the thingamabobs, but his tears evaporated.
They melted against his skin, reminding him of who he was.
The son.
