The steward had never actually seen the true appearance of the Divine Envoy, for it was something too sacred to behold. He could only piece together a rough idea of its lofty and imposing form from the descriptions in the scriptures.
He had read how its wings were the very heaven and earth before one's eyes, how its gaze could overlook all things and phenomena, and how every step it took caused the entire divine realm to tremble slightly, sending ripples even across the Real World.
Indeed, it should have been so. Every action of the Divine Envoy, and the tiny ripples it stirred up in the Real World, appeared so majestic and profound.
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