Behemoth and Leviathan

15 Behold now the behemoth that I have made with you; he eats grass like cattle.
16 Behold now his strength is in his loins and his power is in the navel of his belly.
17 His tail hardens like a cedar; the sinews of his testicles are knit together.
18 His limbs are as strong as copper, his bones as a load of iron.
19 His is the first of God's ways; [only] his Maker can draw His sword [against him].
20 For the mountains bear food for him, and all the beasts of the field play there.
21 Does he lie under the shadows, in the covert of the reeds and the swamp?
22 Do the shadows cover him as his shadow? Do the willows of the brook surround him?
23 Behold, he plunders the river, and [he] does not harden; he trusts that he will draw the Jordan into his mouth.
24 With His eyes He will take him; with snares He will puncture his nostrils.

So is this great and wide sea, wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts. There go the ships; there is that leviathan, whom thou hast made to play therein."

Mutt

*Sigh*

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Aimery, Vicomte de Thouars

By the Pattern, before whom this relic is holy, I will be to Pope Siobhan II faithful and true, and love all that she loves, and shun all that she shuns, according to Pattern's law, and according to Amber's principles, and never, by will nor by force, by word nor by work, do ought of what is loathful to her; on condition that she keep me as I am willing to deserve, and all that fulfil that our agreement was, when I to her submitted and chose her will.

Golem

“I am the ever-alive, the always existing. Time no longer has definition. To be has no meaning. I have recreated the universe countless times, as it has recreated me. I have lived all of their lives, the peasants, the kings, the animals. I have been their God and their Devil, but I appear to be locked in endless purgatory of existence. I envy the fire, for it burns and then it is gone. I envy the rock, for it never lived. I cannot die, even though I wish to. I can never cease to be.”
“Now, I awake from the contemplation of my cursed fate, for someone is coming. I know they come, for I feel the change they bring. Has Death come for me at last, or is this change to be something I cannot fathom.”