INTRO/ TRAILER.

"𝑯𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒚, try to look at the sky whenever you get the time to." She smiles fondly sending little million sparks.

"Why?" was the question and she beams again now moon fond of her, "Because 𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒆 sky's mouth's so kind it's songs never hurt you; for you don't feel alone."

❁In a modern foreign world where there's no place for talent, people sneaks through dark alleys to drown into saccharine blood that drips from the strings of Harry Styles violin; a surreal magic for them what they believe are his fingers❁

𝑪𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒆: adjective

Kept secret or done secretively, especially because illicit.

Warning: This story contains explicit/adult content.