Energies we know nothing of entered into its shaping and are part of it; and still other energies it has gathered to itself"-- she paused; a shadow of puzzlement crept into her voice "and other energies still, forces that ye _do_ know and symbolize by certain names--hatred and pride and lust and many others which are forces real as that hidden in the _Keth_; and among them--fear, which weakens all those others--" Again she paused.
"But within it is nothing of that greatest of all, that which can make powerless all the evil others, that which we call--love," she ended softly.
"I'd like to be the one to put a little more _fear_ in the beast," whispered Larry to me, grimly in our own English.

The three weird heads bent, ever so slightly--and I gasped, and Larry grew a little white as Lakla nodded-- "They say, Larry," she said, "that there you touch one side of the heart of the matter--for it is through the way of fear the Silent Ones hope to strike at the very life of the Shining One!" The visage Larry turned to me was eloquent of wonder; and mine reflected it--for what _really_ were this Three to whom our minds were but open pages, so easily read?
Not long could we conjecture; Lakla broke the little silence.
"This, they say, is what is to happen.

First will come upon us Lugur and Yolara with all their host.

Because of fear the Shining One will lurk behind within its lair; for despite all, the Dweller _does_ dread the Three, and only them.

With this host the Voice and the priestess will strive to conquer.