The Demon King

Ravana says all loss of love or life is a lie. Old age is an illusion and only bad things perish. The demon King drew back his lips and his coppery eyes glittered. He made ready to seize time and crush him with his steely strength. Vamiki, the poet, caught his breath in shock at the threat. Then Ravana touched Kala but lightly with one hand and stood straight again.