Kālī

I have met her twice. Once she came as the darkest dark, so powerful she did not need a cage to keep me. Her web was woven so well that I found myself doing the trapping. The other time she came lovingly, playfully, and it was bliss. The Fierce Mother destroys what no longer serves. She clears the ground so the new can flourish. That is her divine duty. A talisman of rebirth.