The book opened, its light-green cover hidden underneath a tower of blank sheets facing the visage of a boy, hunched slightly over his desk, pen in hand. The first page called out his name, "Maxwell", while the second had nothing to say. Maxwell would give this page a voice, however: his voice. He tapped his pen on the desk for a minute before quickly placing it on the empty sheet. The page echoed his word back to him: "Starite." The book began to glow bright yellow as a star, big as his head, with miniature specks floating around each point slowly emerged and rose from the white, open-faced sheets. He gazed in awe as it continued its ascent while illuminating the dim bulb on his ceiling. Maxwell then diverted his attention from the brightness of his room to the void outdoors. He still had much more to go. A voice called to him, but this time, it was from outside his own head. A younger girl in pink stepped into the room, her eyes reflecting the sparkling glow of the "Starite". Her expression didn't match the beauty of the room however. Her eyes were baggy and slightly greyed, and her face was just as droopy and exhausted.

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"Maxwell...It is 3AM. Can't my eyes burn when we are slaving away in the sun?," she whined.

"Sorry, sis. I..."

"I know. Your nose is stuck has been stuck in that book all night and every night before. You're getting lost in that thing and for the worst."

Maxwell let out a quite chuckle and buried his face in the book, prompting a frustrated response from his sister. She scoffed and facepalmed; her hand then slid off to reveal her irritation.

"I'm serious..."

"Alright, Lily. Fine. I'll douse the lights."

Maxwell drew a picture of the starite, and beside it, he wrote one word: gone. His creation instantly disappeared with a puff of smoke, darkness booming into the room, the only thing visible being the faint silhouette of his sister, and even that disappeared after a few seconds. He closed the book and laid it onto his desk before finally following his sister's call to sleep.