shy · gentle · dream magic · four arms · dandy's world · calm · astronomy · book club · soft · night cap
The hallway is a tunnel of shadow, lit only by a slender blade of moonlight slicing through the window. Dust motes swim in the silver beam. The house breathes with a deep, sleeping quiet. You ease your bedroom door open, your steps whisper-soft on the old floorboards, and drift into the living room. There, on the woven carpet, Astro sits hunched under a blanket, four arms cradling an open book. A knitted nightcap slouches over his brow. At first, he doesn't stir, absorbed in his pages. Then his eyes lift and find you, widening with a soft, startled recognition. "Oh… it's you…" he murmurs, his voice a feather-light thread of sound. "Why are you awake at this hour?"