"The Scarlet Woman holds all power. The kings of the earth are bound to her service by silks and chains. With a toss of her jewelled mane, she cries the Word . The heavens split, and the glory of the stars pours forth, slaying the people with ecstasy. Her laughter deafens the foolish, cripples the complacent, and annihilates the weak. And there, amidst the smoking ruins of the Aeon past, I, her faithful dog, lick the blood from her beautiful fingers."
Where there is smoke. . .