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In far-away Hogsmeade a scrawny wolf curls in upon itself, wailing at the moon. The transformation is never easy, and this time, barely sentient, the wolf knows only that something is going horribly wrong. Physical changes that should take only seconds are drawn out over several minutes: the heart labors, the lungs convulse, bones shift and reshift as though they have forgotten their true shape.
Outside, the last sliver of moon is swallowed by a creeping shadow. A halo of sunlight, filtered through the atmosphere of the occluding Earth, stains the disc a flaming, bloody red.
In the Shrieking Shack, a child in tattered robes pushes himself up on trembling arms. His eyes are inhuman, blind reflections of the eclipse set off by self-inflicted scratches on his face and neck. And he howls again... with the voice of one to whom the spoken word is a distant, fragmented memory.
[[TOTAL LUNAR ECLIPSE tonight at 8:40 EST, kiddies! Go out and view! In SHRP terms, UK residents will see the eclipse begin at 1:43, with the moon completely obscured at 3:01.]]
Outside, the last sliver of moon is swallowed by a creeping shadow. A halo of sunlight, filtered through the atmosphere of the occluding Earth, stains the disc a flaming, bloody red.
In the Shrieking Shack, a child in tattered robes pushes himself up on trembling arms. His eyes are inhuman, blind reflections of the eclipse set off by self-inflicted scratches on his face and neck. And he howls again... with the voice of one to whom the spoken word is a distant, fragmented memory.
[[TOTAL LUNAR ECLIPSE tonight at 8:40 EST, kiddies! Go out and view! In SHRP terms, UK residents will see the eclipse begin at 1:43, with the moon completely obscured at 3:01.]]
