I observed the Matti Ths Aioniotitas as we departed.

The formations move. It’s slow, so it’s hard to make out. Almost like a trick of the eye.

But that terrible feeling, the kind I haven’t felt since I was a little filly that still believed in monsters under the bed. It is all the stronger. Our parents were wrong. Monsters do exist.

Gilderoy was ignorant enough to go poking this one in the eye.

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