Sublime

"Once, and once alone, will I defend your empire from the fiend that rises against it. Soon, I will have greater concerns…so you must raise protectors of your own. They will defend us all from the great calamity that follows. I await your success, Underlord."

O Lord of Loving Kindness, through the blessing of your compassion, Purify the obscurations generated by my past actions and dissonant mental states, And secure me in the presence of your mother-like loving kindness!

Kaśmiri princess

She is the mother lunar-witch that offers the path of dream magick, and manifests to the sorcerer through diverse totemic animal atavisms.

Nyaxia smiled sweetly. It reminded me chillingly of the smile I had seen in Atrius’s vision—the smile that doubled as a death promise. “I long ago tired of the White Pantheon’s petty threats, Acaeja,” she said. “If Atroxus or his ilk want to come for me, let them come. I will fight harder than my husband did. I have none of his compassion.”

It is sometimes called the “woman who lives at the end of time,” or the “woman who lives at the edge of the world.” And this criatura is always a creator-hag, or a death Goddess, or a maiden in descent, or any number of other personifications.

Guan Yin, the Chinese Goddess of Compassion,

Lugh offered all these arts and gifts when he applied to enter the ranks of the Tuatha dé Danann at Tara, where he presented himself thus: “Here there is Lugh Lonnannsclech son of Cian son of Dian-cecht, and of Ethne daughter of Balor. Fosterson, he, of Tallan daughter of Magmor king of Spain and of Echaid the Rough, son of Duach.”