Anxiety grew, the fear that always comes when an established pattern falters. - Tanith Lee

What Is, is, what Was, was, but what is To Be, may be otherwise.

So in the end she dwelled alone, surrounded by everything a third of the world could bring her, and played at appalling sorceries, while, in her sprawling Goddessdom, men did incredible mindless evils, each in her name.
For herself, she had done directly very little evil. And what she had done, mostly, at Azhrarn’s incentive, was her duty. For the rest, accepting her as a goddess of wickedness and carelessness, men let loose all the rubbish in themselves for her sake.

It was idiotic to be superstitious.