The goddess stands tall, uncaring about your presence. Her aetherial mane of the deepest blue flows in the windless air, her terrifying, maddening majesty standing on a cliff, above the crystal-scattered world under her. Whispers ever present in your mind are thousands of times stronger around her, your psyché on the edge of slipping into delirium. Only barely do you keep your sanity in the presence of this eternal, eldrich creature.