It was supported on the arched coils of snakes, whereof the tails formed the back and the heads the arms of the throne.
On this throne, arrayed in gorgeous robes, sat the Lord Oro, his white beard flowing over them, and a jewelled cap upon his head.

In front of him was a low table on which lay graven sheets of metal, and among them a large ball of crystal.
There he sat, solemn and silent in the midst of this awful solitude, looking in very truth like a god, as we conceive such a being to appear.
Small as he was in that huge expanse of buildings, he seemed yet to dominate it, in a sense to fill the emptiness which was accentuated by his presence.

I know that the sight of him filled me with true fear which it had never done in the light of day, not even when he arose from his crystal coffin.

Now for the first time I felt as though I were really in the presence of a Being Supernatural.

Doubtless the surroundings heightened this impression.