Dear Gus & Magnus,
One of Magnus's first tricks was to "make it dark" by closing his eyes. He's still at it.
Dad.
Little Rock, Arkansas. 9.12.2023 - 8.29am.

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Dear Gus & Magnus,
One of Magnus's first tricks was to "make it dark" by closing his eyes. He's still at it.
Dad.
Little Rock, Arkansas. 9.12.2023 - 8.29am.
Sometimes I read fanfic for the fluff. Gratuitous hand holding, accidental confessions, coffee shop au's. Or maybe a between-the-scenes moment. Fics that are wrap me up in warm feels.
But other times? I enjoy fics where something in canon goes wrong. The Big Plan went off, but there was a hitch. Blood on the walls, on the floor, on their hands. Introspection turned into memoriam. Nothing could save them, or they never wanted to be saved at all. Loathing, grief, guilt, wrapped around pain that they can't let go.
Sometimes I just need fics that will haunt me.
What genre is this supposed to be? It feels like a halfway point between a serious fantasy adventure story and an ensemble comedy.
(Dude, I have absolutely no idea. I’m not a huge comedy person, but I like humor that stems from character interactions, which is probably obvious from the comic. That being said, the story itself is meant to have serious moments and beats, so... I just categorize this story under “Hey, look at this idea! Or check out how these characters bounce off of each other! Pretty neat, huh?” and leave it at that.)
make it dark, make it grim, make it tough, but then, for the love of God, tell a joke.
Joss Whedon
The Starlight Deer
Fun Fact! - There is much about the starlight deer that makes the creature blur the lines between biology and the supernatural. There are some mysteries that science can explain, such as the fact that the bright markings are closely tied to the deer’s nervous system, seeming to react based on activity. This explains why the markings disappear, but not why they persist after a natural death. Science says that the starlight deer retreats to darker places during the day to rest, and there are sightings to support this. Yet, none can explain how they almost completely disappear outside of the spring season. Many creatures are solitary, but for there to be no reports of more than one starlight deer in one place? It begs the question of if this creature can really be explained away by the rules of biology and nature.
One of the largest mysteries for a long time has been ‘The Soulless One.’ This variant of the starlight deer, even rarer than the bright ones, has only been seen a handful of times. Every starlight deer - from the purest white to the deepest black variants - has white, twinkling markings. That is, all except the ‘Soulless One.’ This variant, always with a dark-colored body, stands out with the complete lack of stars upon its pelt. Because of its appearance, it is rumored to be malevolent, perhaps even evil, and of the few sightings there wasn’t a single one where the observer felt the tranquility sometimes associated with these deer. If the normal starlight deer was a glance into the cosmos, this variant was the haunting emptiness of the abyss. Some would even say that the Soulless One was death walking, and that’s why its stars had disappeared.
But, while myth had long decided that it was best to avoid this creature, science has always had an insatiable curiosity. And it was with this curiosity, and a single chance encounter, that part of the mystery was solved. Contrary to the mythos, this variant was not free from the telltale star markings, but they manifested in a way that hadn’t been seen before. Its markings were completely black, still twinkling and shifting like the white markings of its more traditional kin but practically invisible against its dark fur. For this reason, the ‘Soulless’ moniker was slowly dropped for a new, more affectionate term; the ‘Blackout’ deer.
Dear Gus & Magnus,
I'm still a little hazy from my head injury. My back hurts, too -- and I found a bruise back there -- but I think that's from picking up Magnus. The good news is that I'd already planned to take a staycation this week and I don't have to juggle work. This morning I went to the coffee shop for a few hours to write for myself for the first time in a while, then I came home to watch Magnus, so Mom could run some errands.
This weekend, we spent some time in our new closet and Gus liked turning out the lights to make it dark. When he turned them back on, Magnus closed his eyes to make it dark again. So now we say, "Magnus, make it dark," and he closes his eyes.
Dad.
Little Rock, Arkansas. 7.18.2022 - 6.54pm.
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Minerva McGonagall + Quidditch + make it dark