Goddess of phantoms and of shadowy play, whose drowsy power divides the natural day; by fate's decree you constant send the light to deepest hell, remote from mortal sight; for dire necessity (Ananke), which nought withstands, invests the world with adamantine bands.  ...my bare feet echo naked footsteps on the cobblestones...  The fullness of Mother Luna chills me for the first time...  clouds be her veil...  before the spiral marble stairs leading down to the shore, lightning bugs waltz in a  fire ball ... 