time falls away but these small hours still remain
THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS when I have caffeine and then can't sleep ;____; I apologize for texture abuse :C
She's Noon(placebo names lazily thrown in, definitely to be replaced later), he's Midnight. Minor deities, working class. His job is to drag his net across the night sky, gathering the flecks of daylight to the horizon. She takes over, using her fan to scatter the light to the winds like sand, bringing daylight to the world. They meet in the twilight inbetween, for fleeting precious hours.
...it sounded good when I first started :C I blame sleep deprivation. Borrowed Rob Thomas' lyrics.
Oh man if I had the time/willpower, I would definitely make you a comic about them <3 I have neat stories about them buzzing about in my head, but no time to get them out! ;___;