A handsome monster, oathsworn to insentience with a name unnamable, unmeant to be invoked. For power, like lovers hands, have pried open their thighs and yielded themselves to the sanctum of pleasures. Their form is emptiness and emptiness is their form; deities in pairs, female and male and all in between. Discordant elements confused, congested into a shapeless heap.

As calm as the breeze, tepid in shadow. She is life and she is death; in all its peace. Her tone is not burdened by fear, yet she is wise enough to hold it in her heart.