Shaitan

"He runs. Have you seen him run?"
"No," Farad'n said.
"He runs to tire himself," Ghanima said. "he's Kralizec embodied. No wind ever ran as he runs. He's a blur atop the dunes. I've seen him. He runs and runs. And when he has exhausted himself at last, he returns and rests his head in my lap. 'Ask our mother within to find a way for me to die,' he pleads."