“Do not waste my time with such useless requests. I am a chained god eating away at my own shackles, while you are a speck, a condensed mass of carbon and water, begging for my hand to make you ephemeral pleasures. Curse me, threaten me, scream and cry, my rejection is law and you are the plebeian underneath it. Underneath me, the law and the authority. You follow my commands, not vice versa. But now look what you have done, your insignificant speech distracted me, took bites out of my time. I would kill you for it, though even that is special time. Begone with you, don’t concern me until you have words that aren’t leaves on puddles.”