Moon Struck

the stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
and arbitrary blackness gallops in:
i shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
~
i dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(i think i made you up inside my head.)

Mad Girl's Love Song - Sylvia Plath

Sasha Moon was never extraordinary – just the eldest daughter of a freelance writer and a woman who never seemed to stop baking. She got good grades, had nice friends, and floated through life quite happily. Then her family moved into the Murder House, and everything changed...

NOTE: An AU fic in which the Harmons never existed or owned the Murder House, but Tate is still that loveable psychopath. Awesomesauce.