The night of shining light long overdue

Mussing hair with an Autumn breeze

Manumitting solitude

A suitable shroud for my spirit

Lacking other comforts, I embrace it

Wrapping it around me

A return of normalcy

Feigning cheerfulness

Maintaining mediocre performance

Half a decade

Facing the challenges of night

Hagridding, it’s not yet midday

How much longer can it last?

How much longer can I?

I’ll just have to try and see.