Rating: PG
Word count: ~ 3,000
Warnings: Writing under the influence of insomnia and too much stargazing. *cough* Absolutely nothing.
Summary: Ianto is seven the first time he catches a falling star.
Disclaimer: All recognizable characters are the property of their respective owners. I am in no way associated with the creators, and no copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: Hmm, it seems that magic realism takes over my brain whenever I get less than two hours of sleep a night. But, hey, writing weird fics is infinitely more productive than staring at the clock and watching the numbers change, so that's one good thing to come from it. I apologize for any overly ornate/complicated wording or excessively flowery/cheesy phrases—I think I caught them all and axed them, but some always seem to escape. -.-