She and He

I don't really know what this is.

She comes for you with gnashing teeth and the flesh of the others on her claws. She comes for you with wailing and with lamentation, she comes for you with the force of a hundred thousand, she comes and she shakes the earth and hearth beneath your feet. She comes and shatters all bonds. She comes to herald the god who never was, who breeds the weak and eats the strong. She comes and there's a darkness, a smothering, a shattering, a pestilence. She comes and brings frenzy and famine, rape and ruin, wrath and wrack and war. She comes and she clenches her fist around your beating heart and licks the lifeblood from your face. She comes and nothing will bar her way.

He comes for you with hands outstretched and the scent of lilacs on his tongue. He comes for you with praise and with glory, he comes for you with the desire of a thousand sighing courtesans, he comes and he opens all doors and hearts with his gaze. He comes and he binds you in threads of shimmering steel. He comes to herald the goddess who we all see, who smites the godless and exalts the holy. He comes and he brings peace and prosperity, happiness and holiness, smiles and sun and celebration. He comes and he wraps his hands around your body and holds you close. He comes, and nothing will keep you from him.