Druga stared into the blue lagoons of her eyes, and at last asked what was closest to his heart.
"Who and what are you, who lives here at the summit of female attraction in all the universe?"
"In ancient times, many were the men who were alive enough to sense this pole and come questing to me as the moth to the flame. But in these times, who are you to sense the mighty energy of the Universal Pole and be drawn here to me?"
"I am Druga, and I am sad and bereft, and I wander seeking death as much as life. If the name tells you anything, you are welcome to the information. I am no immortal. Are you then one of those who do not die?"
"I have been called by many names in the past, but men sometimes remember me as Aurora. Others have called me Eos."
"A fool is easily convinced, immortal Eos. But though I have not lived long, I have learned that appearances are deceiving and not to be trusted. How do I know that I am not out of my mind, and this place and yourself but delusions?"
"You are in a state, aren't you? You must tell me all about it; there will be plenty of time. For there is no way for a man to leave here of his own will."
"What became of all those visitors you tell me came here in the old time?"
Eos laughed loudly, a clear ringing laugh.
"Perhaps you had better worry about that, Druga! What do you suppose could have happened to them?"