When it snorts, flashes of light are thrown out, and its eyes look like the light at dawn.
Let that day’s morning stars never appear; let it wait for daylight that never comes. Don’t let it see the first light of dawn,
They are joined strongly to one another; they hold on to each other and cannot be separated.
Flames blaze from its mouth; sparks of fire shoot out.
His head and hair were white like wool, as white as snow, and his eyes were like flames of fire.