Starry-Eyed

The stars came with the day time and the sun rose with the night. Nothing was normal anymore; nothing made sense. Everyone was locked in during the day and free to play in the night. All sense and moral went out the window. But it wasn't all bad, there was one person, one person who could light the dark and make it feel as bright as day. Make a small bed feel like home, and engrave meaning into nothingness.

Harry/\au