I promised you my name. There are so many names. Once upon a time, a prophet forced me to admit the seventeen names I used to sow mischief.
Say my name; Abeko. Abito. Amizo.
Say my name; Batna. Eilo. Ita. Izorpo. Kea! Kali!
Say my name; Odam! Kokos! Partasah! Patrota! Podo! Satrina! Talto!”

“Can you guess my final name? Lilith.”

The Black Signal - The Apiary

Ssssssssssssssssssssssssssss-I am colony collapse disorder-let me in.

Hiya, Chuck. It’s John.

Have you ever tasted power, Chuck? It’s acrid and sweet at the same time, leaves a certain aftertaste on your tongue. If you taste it, you want more and more and more. Inanna’s tasted power.

Bees are interesting. Some species have multiple queens and make them fight each other to the death to decide who will win the crown. Food for thought, Chuck. Royal jelly for thought.

See ya, Chuck.