LADY of the threshold of the water, who governeth the life that floats between the dark below and the light above. She appeareth as a scattering of white discs resting upon black water, each one blazing bright as a small moon, while beneath the surface the drowned stems and submerged leaves show gray and ghostly, halfway returned to shadow. Her office is to mark the membrane of the water: above it, the living pad that throws back the hidden light and shines; below it, the same plant dimmed and dissolved into the dark damnation it grows from. She shows in little what the great waters show in vast: that the surface is a skin between two worlds, the divine and the drowned.
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