"... A light burst into the sky, a tower of light, at the base of which stood a girl. Rather, it had to stand, because the light was so strong that it completely dissolved its silhouette. For a moment there was nothing but light. Then he found a form. And this form was Anakir . It rose like a tower. She hovered. Her flesh was a white mountain, the serpent's tail a fiery river in the flood. The golden head touched the zenith - and there, in the height, Her snake hair splashed, like lightning and lightning generating . Her inhuman face was barely visible so high and far away that it seemed unattainable, even when she leaned towards the shocked audience. On her neck lay a necklace of sun-touched clouds, some of them tearing themselves away from him and slowly sailing away. Her eyes were brighter than the two blinding suns. And eight hands, stretched out in the same gesture as the girl made, hovering weightlessly in the air - only the wrists and long fingers moved slightly . The serpent's tail was bent and bent .. She was alive. She looked at the people, and, unable to bear her gaze, they fell prostrate, and some immediately fainted. The Big Ones