there was a difference between a creator , and a mother . she was a mother , as she had given birth to a great number of beasts . yet , she knew of another who simply created them . she never held interest in this other unless it came to her .
at the moment , the woman had her own little place tucked away in the darkness around the void , and she was perfectly sane . calmly stretched upon her sofa like a cat , the well dressed woman boredly watched over a replica of a planet in her grasp .
“ now why must today be such a boring day .. ? “