__'my_star_is_fading'__ Thoth Piano notes spilling softly from speakers, he hid the redness of his eyes as he made his way through the house. He counted the cracks in the ceiling and smoked another cigarette. Stale. The volatile tars and compounds stained the paper as they burned, staining his fingers and leaving their unmistakeable scent on his hands. He coughed. He was inside, he was alone. No one was coming to see him, no one knew he was there. Her least of all. All the same, he wore his sunglasses to hide his tear-stained eyes. 030313 what's it to you? who go blather from