Into the Moon Pool "Goodwin," Throckmartin went on at last, "I can describe him only as a thing of living light.

He radiated light; was filled with light; overflowed with it.

A shining cloud whirled through and around him in radiant swirls, shimmering tentacles, luminescent, coruscating spirals.
"His face shone with a rapture too great to be borne by living man, and was shadowed with insuperable misery.

It was as though it had been remoulded by the hand of God and the hand of Satan, working together and in harmony.

You have seen that seal upon my own.