She sits in wait for the time when man and woman is so weak, when the mind is unable to resist the external influence over the internal thought. The pryer of dreams and desire. The guardian of the Red Serns, and Queen of Chiroptera.

The single red eye in the night. Wielder of confusion and thievery. Lady Nirden, the Bat queen is a thing now and again I find within the realms of my dreams. A silent figure of a deathly thin body, often hiding behind the shadows of many women. Some such as the woman with the long fingers within the green study or the Silent dreamer of the infinite spiraling thrift Store, or the woman beneath the black waters in the grey apartment's elevators.

With their appearance there is often night, or the sense of night. The impending sense of infinite possibility and ultimate doom. Many times the shapes associated with this creature is that of Spheres. Red is the key color.