Harry was an Eagle.
This is a given because that is what Harry was.
Sometimes, when the moon was high in the sky, Harry liked to fly up and into it so he could feel like the logo of an expensive film-production house.
He liked to think he was being captured in silhouette- wings stretched broadly- the Gust of Opportunity raging through his feathers while the silver-blue of the moon shone before him like a mammoth spotlight welcoming him into the sky.
One time, Harry flew too high and the effects of gravity inverted and he got sucked into space and imploded.
Harry had dreams like all of us. But at least Harry still got to fly.
The end.
