Hel

The side of this face is so smooth; so white. Like pearl beneath the ocean's depth...Shimmering in the soft moonlight; the eye turned down toward hell. Dark eyebrow slender like a spider's leg bent to concentration as the horizontal slitted eyes penetrate through the earth. Ice is the element of her gaze.

On the other side of the woman's face are the gnarled roots of a tree. Twigs protrude from the cheeks in tiny splinters, and flesh is intertwined. Dripping small droplets of blood, this half of the face is charred and ugly...yet so diabolically set, it is mysterious and quite beautiful. No eyebrow seen on this side, but easily seen instead is the skeletal structure of the eye's socket. Eye lid is slanted slightly down over an eye that matches the other. Blue ice power in her eyes that glare into your soul, seeing all. So majestic and aweful her stare is to her enemies.
The hateful eye is tending to the direction of heaven itself, seeming to stare down God on his mount in the sun....yet the other eye seems so tender and compassionate in its own sinister way.

Then, all at once, this demonic entity glares into your own human eyes and you hear whispers within your mind...dying voices screaming at you to die, die die! But you hope that these are not real...that these are just in your head...

Such persuasion in their chants...you grab at your own skin and start tearing; you're frustrated because you cannot escape this demon's gaze. One half beauty...the other a monster...but which is the true monster...one and the same?

Her seething eyes narrow as her blackened and bleeding lips move in slow motion to the wisps of eternity...you cannot understand what she is saying...for it is the language of the gods.
Hel, the Goddess of Death requires your services in her chambers of melancholy existence.

her song calls you to her Halls of Misery where her dagger named famine can slit your longing throat...there will you serve her for the rest of eternity...my goddess...my demon of love.