"Her Providence brought nothing. She but gazed below, silent in Her sadness. The Goddess pitied mortals, destined as they were to be hurt over love, and so She swore to intervene in the time of their peril. She averted heartbreaks that were to be and brought forth blessings and put to rest the ones who would have robbed so many of what time fate had ordained. The Goddess pitied also those subjected to that fate of time, crueler still than death. To them, She sent Her influence, to deliver hope to a love worth all.
Go, pray to poor Her, enthroned in her ghastly world, she was left alone in all eternity. Her pain poured forth, in solitude to atone.
Queen of nothing, goddess of time—so let her be known."
After Faerus had finished reciting a somewhat depressing poem about a certain goddess,
