Pavor Nocturnus, my wan mistress, inimical an’ indifferent, Mother of the sultry an’ stygian moon in my most maddest of dreams. The Incubus Empress of all that seethes, slithers and sneaks, all that crawls, clings and claws. I duly give her her portion. Terror be my tithe to see the mornin’ light. K.W.King