His voice echoes through the valley – I spell the end of the Universe.

It is a much feared voice – this Being knows no compassion or mercy – he drinks poison but survives, has deadly cobras coiled around his neck and carries a three-pronged weapon – Man, his journey and final destiny.

He is vain enough to control the power that creates, and prides himself on his ability to maul, manipulate and manoeuver it.

He is strong enough to walk on forbidden paths, dance on frozen ice and set examples for those who worship Power.

The worshippers have never seen the left side of his existence. It is well covered to conceal a weakness, which may choose to overrule and override at some point.



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