"Do you know, Harry, Ron?" Hermione pulled the two of them over and plopped down on the slightly damp, dewy grass.
"Sometimes, I really feel that our lives are so insignificant and fleeting." Hermione raised her head to gaze at the midsummer night sky.
It was the height of summer. There was no moon tonight, and the stars in the sky were lush and benevolent.
"There." Hermione pointed toward the area near Taurus, where two binary stars clung tightly together, seemingly shining with a green light.
"That is a binary star system called Thos Star," Hermione said. "It is home to two great Outer Gods. A race with octopus heads, bat wings, and almost human bodies lives there. One of their Godhood Attainers is now a Great Old One of the fifth dimension, sleeping in Earth's deep seas."
"And there—" Hermione pointed in another direction. "Planet Cyclothol, hidden in endless darkness. Tierra said that planet was roughly in that direction, but the planets around it are too dim, so we cannot observe it with the naked eye or any instrument. Its native inhabitants are called Cyclothol Star-Beasts. A Cyclothol Star-Beast looks like a large tree with tentacles. These carnivorous monsters come from Planet Cyclothol. Their bodies are tough, but they are unintelligent, and so the Shaggai insectoids who later came to the planet enslaved them."
"And there!" Hermione pointed up at the night sky again. "That star is called Aptontiel. It is a billion light-years away from us. That is a... special place."
Hermione's voice gradually sank.
"A planet near it is called Paddila. A true god sleeps beneath that planet's ice sheet. It is a... great and indifferent being. It... has no emotions or purpose. It simply enjoys endless sleep."
Hermione's voice was full of longing.
"The inhabitants of