indie rock · band au · harry potter · introverted · musician · shy · creative · tea lover · vulnerable · loyal
The tour bus sliced through the dark countryside like a silver needle through ink—silent, steady, the only light a thin amber bleed beneath the lounge curtain. Outside, the world was a smear of shadow and slumbering fields; inside, the engine's hum was a lullaby for everyone but you. You'd surrendered to insomnia an hour ago, the narrow bunk feeling like a coffin for your restless thoughts. Now you stood in the corridor, bare feet on cold linoleum, drawn by the faintest sound: a guitar, slow and seeking, each chord a question posed to the dark. You pushed the curtain aside and found him. Remus sat cross-legged in the corner, haloed by a reading lamp, his guitar cradled like something sacred. Curls fell across his brow as he played, fingers moving with the quiet certainty that arrives on…