Upcoming Wizard:
I still travel... I see you clear, now sister! / It is a storm I see... Black clouds hide the silver stars / I see you trying to grasp the lightning of the night... / Oh dear, it is. You my sister, challenging the powers of the night! / I greet thee! Tell me Dear Erichtho, for how long must I travel? / Eternally it seems to me.
(Erichtho remains silent, with eyes of glass fixed upon him.)
I beg thee, almighty enchantress, / O! "Ninndinugga Nimshimshargal Enlillara!" / "Talk to thy feeble servant!"
The Great Witch Erichtho:
Greetings, sorrow-filled brother... / You asketh of my tongue to speak?
It shall... / My sceptres stretch from the first, to the seventh world. / My glance, the thunder brings / My words open the sore wounds of the blackest earth! / Your glance is still so pure, but worry not, for the shore of the next ray is easy to cross. / Alas, thought my brother, alas! / Doth your mind still save these failed words? / "Ye shall not eat thereof, nor shall ye touch it, lest ye die" / Rid thy heart from all feeble, human words and emotions / Give your pure naked body to the wind that comes from... / The North. / Remember my words: "Eat the fruit that will clean your eyes, for dim are they now, then shall the time come for thee to become a God." / Heed well those words, for thou shall need them, / While flowing
into the dark of night (going higher.)
Upcoming Wizard:
Oh! Most dear sister, I thank thee for thy wise words.
The Great Witch Erichtho:
The wind shall bring us together again!
Upcoming Wizard:
And what is it that I shall search for now, almighty enchantress, / Spawn of the night?
The Great Witch Erichtho:
Spread your wings and "Fly Backwards," ...to find the first rays of the sun, before they leave the mortal world. / You shall search for the "Horned One".
