User blog comment:Doctor Ibrahim/The Fatekeeper/@comment-28937613-20161119034052/@comment-28358106-20161119065830

Aidlis stands and speaks in a clarion voice, bristling at the stranger.

''Who are you who comes before He who Reigns, and speaks to Him thus? Fool! Wretch! You are but a speck upon the Infinite canvas that is His will, and exist here by His grace, though you do not deserve it! Show Him the respect He is due!''

Cyndwella floats close, her split lips wracked in a terrible grin.

"Can I...taste him?  Taste him from the inside?  Heheheheee..."