There it was. Pulsating. Alastor stared at
it. Wondering what it was.
As Alastor started walking towards it, it
stopped moving.
Alastor circled it, looking in every nook
and cranny.
Alastor suddenly began to receive self
acceptance, as if God had given it to him
when he was born.
Alastor walked away to the peaceful
solitude of the forest.
