Castles In The Air

It was a mess of a delusion within the confines of another and if you looked through the peephole, you'd see the dystopia closing in. And there I was, only an ambitious Sixth Year in the middle of it all, and I wasn't up for anything serious. But then again, life was a convoluted weave of illogical twists and turns, and fate was fate. I couldn't really protest, now could I?